Whole Life Ahead of Me
The people around here
Say that because I'm different
In the sense I'm academically inclined
And seem so calm and smart,
That I hold potential to go further in life
Than others, such as my peers.
But really: I can't help but feel like
I am going nowhere,
The present has always been
Just the fleeting time of me thinking,
"The present to me is dull,
The past to me is self-pity,
The future to me is something
I envision constantly.
But now even I hold doubt in myself
And content in not pursuing living
As society knows it."
I like feeling somewhat
Above everyone else,
Yet I know what it feels like to come down
To earth with "my fellow man".
It's sobering, relieving to know
That no matter the amount
Of certainty or motivation:
People are good and bad in their own ways.
Little to no one really has the right
To judge stereotypically:
You're at home, a bit chubby, glasses, etc.
I feel settled now, thinking I got all my life
To save up money and finally
Going around the world
Or perhaps a few countries.
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