You're Not Yourself

Nervous?

Friday is the day, the day I take one step into an old hall of unfamiliar faces beside's a few I may know, a couple of adults that may want to know how I've been and what I've been doing with my life. Ever since I left this place Called High School, it's been scary and a bit nerve-wracking to go back to visit the people who I'd like to call my friends. 

There were those people who helped me get through things I didn't think could be healed and fixed in life, "simply just don't talk to those people who create's chaos in your life." one person told me than coming from another and another, getting a pattern of understanding of what I should do in school rather than hang out with those who put me down and made fun of me in a way that I took seriously.

I have this friend who is still in that high school, along with a few other warm friendly faces I miss at times and reach out to see how they have been, some may give me a few nice sentences  on what they have been up to and some may just give me an answer I've been needing, along the journey I've been telling them about.

I'm Nervous, Nervous to run into that teacher who smiles at me, Nervous that I'll be now nothing to them and become a complete stranger when they see me. I shouldn't take offense to it at all but, that's how my body reacts to that certain type of thing. I get sad and upset all because I wasn't recognized, I've been invisible to them ever since I left, ever since I wrote them that letter goodbye.

I'm Nervous that they won't see any change in me, Nervous in starting a conversation with those people who I miss and think about to this day, Nervous that I won't receive a single hug or handshake hello.

I'm Nervous With how everything will turn out once I walk through those high school doors.

There's no need to be nervous, I'm pretty sure everything will turn out fine.

-Serg