Identity Crisis

Identity Crisis short poem

Uploaded by KEAGAN TAYLOR

Here are some “easy” questions we all have been asked.
What do you plan on doing after high school?
Which Colleges are you looking at?
Would you want us to help find the right college for you?
Do you know what job you want to do when you graduate?
The answer most give with an exasperated and slightly annoyed sigh is,
“No”
We do not want to think about the changes we will have to make to our lives.
We do not want help from the counselors who seem to over complicate things.
We do not care for all of these so called job fairs.
We do not know what we want to do.
What we want to grow up into.
We do not know, we cannot say perhaps it’s best if it stayed this way.

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