I am traveling on a path,
journey through life
waiting to reach the next
Stop,
Location,
Destination,
where I will make sense of my wanders.
I am done with
formulaic patterns
required of school
always the same
teaching, learning, regularity.
I am bound,
Trapped
by what my professors
want, teach, think.
I itch for freedom from monotony,
Boredom.
I am searching for something.
Afraid it will take a lifetime to find
yet it stares back
like it is right in front of me.
I have claimed,
demanded,
asserted,
that my education is my own.
I made it my life,
guiding force.
I consumed it.
Now
I need to
claim my life,
demand my future,
assert my happiness.
I have looked and not found myself in
Wrong places, spaces, ideas.
You do not reside in other people, classes, groups.
True identity comes from within and that is found
right where You are,
right where You sit,
right where You live.
2 comments:
Is somebody ready to graduate??? :)
I like this poem. The part about searching for something but you don't know what but it is staring you right in the face...that's good. I feel like that too sometimes.
Isn't it a little scary to think about leaving school after being in such repetition for so long? What are you going to do with yourself?!
Well actually I am thinking of going to grad school ... don't know why I want to sign up for more of the same. :) lol
but yeah I was really sick of school stuff when I wrote this .... After yesterday I was close to writing something else ... :)
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