Poetry | College

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