This is a homework assignment.

Did you say, growing up?

There is no safety net.
Okay, there is, but much less of one.
And the moment I look at the ground,
14 years beneath me,
I begin to shiver and shudder at the sight.
Like a child's first night
without a night light.
But... I can see a light coming in
when I see the faces that I know
Aged 2 months in growth and distance.
This is a new start.
Is it okay that I feel unprepared?

Can you hear the thunder?

I swear, this place has its own zip-code.
I feel like a dog lost from home
running to-and-fro with its tail between its legs.
Dissecting the yellow slip of paper in front of me.
Like a ticket to peace.
Like a map of safety.
Like a bible.
I prefer the building filled with artsy people.
The beloved, A-building.
I dread the building filled with required classes.
The hell-hole C-building.
This is going to be a long four years.

What do you want to be when you grow up?
I don't know.
And I'm not sure I'll ever know.
At least not until I get there.
And even then I don't know if I'll really know.
All that I know is, I want to be who I want to be.
And I want to be ME.
Throughout these four years and the many afterward,
I aspire to be nothing but myself.
And when I find my place
wherever it may be
I hope there will be many people smiling next to me.
And one holding my hand.
All that I really strive toward is this:
Happyness. And happiness is not always perfect.
I want to take my punches and throw some of my own.
I want to build some bridges and burn the rest.
I want to climb a mountain of accomplishments
no matter how far that means I may fall.
Whoever and whatever I am, is what I want to be.

My Same-Name best friend
She was a fish.
She always would go with the flow.
And since basically birth we've been swimming down the same river.
But when school started, we reached a fork.
And we split like bananas.
But every Wednesday the rivers would cross.
And our same-name-game continued until
High School.
And it was when the rivers crossed and began flowing together again.
High School.
The first four years going to the same school with my best friend.
What could go wrong?
Oh trust me.
The campus was more like where our rivers became an ocean.
And now it seems even harder to find one another.

The Philosopher
He didn't go to school.
Well, he did.
But his mind was always somewhere distant.
Bookmarked in the Bible, most likely.
He let me into the wonderland of his mind.
If it were a physical place,
I'd be lost in just moments.
When life brewed a storm like the apocalypse
He re-wrote the ending.
He lives in his dreaming.
I hope he never wakes up.

The Prince
We did it backwards.
We began a quest AFTER we were head over heels.
Aren't you supposed to search for love?
Not search AFTER love?
We fell hard and fast at a young age.
And the four years ahead of us
were years reigning over a kingdom.
And the two we spent together were exactly that.
Without the crowns.
And when everything fell apart, you see
we both were...
Lost.
It's a feeling that never left.
But I'm learning that maybe he wasn't meant to quest by my side
But merely be a portion of the quest itself.
Just as I am for him.
But after a year and a half more...
I am just as lost as before.
It's a feeling that never left.