I cussed when I didn't get into the college of my choice
I screamed and cried
Because I had shaped the rest of my life around
Getting into that one college
(Not smart, I know)
I had gotten accepted into my last choice
Early November,
I was in Spanish class
And I had checked my phone
I was excited, but I was waiting for the right one
So when I didn't get in,
I lost it
I thought my hopes and
Dreams had been dashed
But in reality
I didn't know what I had
Gotten myself into
I was so nervous the day
I had to say goodbye to my little brother and
Get into the car for the
Nine hour car ride
Check in was hectic;
I was dissociating so badly that
I didn't recognize my roommate in front of me
In line at the desk
Getting her campus card
But now I could recognize her anywhere
And my mental state has improved
I'm slowly growing up
And it's really all thanks to
My original choice thinking I'm not
Good enough.
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"untitled" - A life in poems
PoesíaI refuse to let my family read this, but hey, why not all of you? . . . I've been wanting to post this for a while. This was my English final, in which I wrote 18 poems detailing 18 important points in my (then 18) years of life. Most of these are...