I had a big expectation of what college is going to be when I was only in my first year. Scenarios were discreetly made up in the corner of my mind. I imagined it based on what I read and what I heard from other people. I entered the gates of the university with only the ideals I have garnered. I know I was going to study and aim for a degree but I am unsure of everything, just like with everything else.
is this what i’m here for?
Being alone makes me feel like I get the worst of life, when the truth is I do not.
I was never here, never present in reality.
My thoughts run wild like it is in jeopardy.
For all of it is too precious, my true sweet fantasy,
That has come true after asking earnestly.
I write with my heart out.
Is it cooked already?