Steep as they might be,
I’m almost to the top.
Three more months till I,
see the stage and I walk.
That nine hour drive
couldn’t feel any better.
To college I go.
Stomach, light as a feather.
Nervous and excited
to be on my own.
To watch my parents act
as if they’ve been disowned.
My first hours alone
with all my roommates,
talking about the reasons
we wanted to escape.
But in the back of our minds,
we all have the same feeling.
As time grows on
it’s our parents we’re missing.
The feel of their comfort
makes everything ok,
Back in my hometown,
wishing I wasn’t one step away.
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