College is not what I expected. I don't enjoy what I'm doing there and I feel like I'm wasting my time and money. Instead of enjoying myself and others around me, I find myself staring at the clock and begging time to make the weekend come faster. I'm trying to hold on and see if it gets better, but I don't know if it will.
I want to leave so bad, but only far enough for you to miss me.
Not that you'd admit it anyways.
No one prepared me for this. I'm so lost and no one cares.
I wish I could shout it out. I wish I could scream to the world that I hate the stereotypical lifestyle. Go to school, go to college, get a job, get married, have children, raise them, & then die.
I want to do something different. No, I do not want to be a pen pusher or teacher. I want to explore, I want to travel, I want to dream my life away. I wish that a space pirate would crash into my yard and send me on a huge adventure to treasure planet.
Maybe someday I'll be ready to fit the mold, but I don't feel like that's anytime soon.
For now, I'll drown in your need for me to be like everyone else and dream of breaking the surface.
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