I put in the time,
I passed the state test,
Everyone is so proud,
Still, I can care less.

It's time to move forward,
Build up that resume,
Time to start that career,
Instead of sleeping all day.

I can't take the next step,
I'm terrified of change,
I've become paralyzed,
This feeling is strange.

Shouldn't I be happy?
Joyfully motivated in a way?
Excited about tomorrow,
And Seizing the day?

They're expecting great things,
But I just can't persist,
Everyone else is happy,
Except this "pessimist."