"untitled" - A life in poems

15.

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.