Thursday, November 17, 2011

One Hundred and Fifty Seven

I don't remember the last time I've ever felt so uncertain.
It's so terrifying.
I don't even like thinking about it, too often, too much.

I think I'm too ambitious for my own good.
Maybe school's been too easy.
A lot of things I've had have felt too easy, for me.

I work, but do I really?
Do I really deserve what I have
do I really deserve this education I've had
or have I just gotten lucky
and it ends here.

Maybe I'm not that good of a student
and now we're all about to realize it.



If there's one thing I can't do about crowds
about people
it's the way they have this unwavering trust in me
unwavering faith that I'm going to be something
excellent. astounding. amazing.





If there's one thing I can't do about it all,
it's the expectation.
Just tell me I'm great today.
Tell me I'll be great tomorrow.
Tell me I'm more than what I can do.

I don't think I can do as much as you think I can.

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