Sassy but Classy
In a constant state of indecisiveness.
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To this day... This was one of the first spoken word poems that I had listened to and upon discovery I fell in love with the art. So listen, reflect and enjoy!
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When I was little, I expected the world. I had visions in my head of how my life would be when I was older. In high school, I would be social and go out with my many friends, and I would be happy. In college, I’d be going to the best school, and I would have my own apartment with my best friend; I would be good at everything and never have to worry about money, and I would be happy. I had all these visions and more but as the cliche saying goes, “I grew up.” I discovered that life was not as easy as it seemed and that people weren’t as good as I believed. Truth is life doesn’t always fall into place; you have to work hard for it to go your way. Sadly, I learned that later in life, or at least I acknowledged it. My life was not always perfect and so I used the visions of a perfect life to help me cope and give me hope, however while I was dreaming away, I did nothing. It wasn’t till I graduated high school that I fully awoke. Suddenly, life was a wrecking ball, and I was a wall. I was no longer sheltered by free public education or by the duties of a minor. You see, I always followed the system; you took the classes that counselors told you to take with the same people you’ve known since elementary school and you just moved up in grades. You did what you were told to do and you followed what other people said. It was a perfect system that required very few input from me, but that all ends when you graduate. Once I graduated, I was presented with hundreds of different options of how to continue in life. It was all overwhelming and it still is. I grew up having everything decided for me whether it was at home or school, so to be expected to make one of the most important decisions in life at that time was intense. I did not know what I wanted to do in life nor how to do it, and to be honest I still don’t. However, the difference between then and now is that now I am awake and I am aware. I am still working on myself and searching for the purpose of my existence, and I am doing something. Occasionally, I will revert to my old ways and my glorious visions, but I remind myself that it is only a dream, one that I must wake up from. In order to achieve anything close to those visions, I must work harder than I did before, but sadly I cannot stay dreaming. When I was little I expected the world, but then I woke up.
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