Poetry | College
September 12, 2019
In a sea of bodies
And screeching voices
The mind becomes clouded
On a path full of choices
To the left,
A career in mathematics
To the right,
A path of dramatics
There’s no clear end to be seen
Which way do you go?
Follow your heart
And trust what you know
Fate will guide you
To where you belong
Just don’t be afraid
To sometimes be wrong
This place has a way
Of working things out
So that when the path clears
You’ll be free of doubt
And the prize at the end
Will be worth everything
Now all you must do
Is just spread your wings