Graduating college
Such a large accomplishment
That's what they all say
He has a job lined up
She's had an internship
Full of experience
I, on the other hand,
Am just me
What do I have
Other than my brain
Other than my grades
Sure, I've lived life
But while everybody seems to have a plan
And seems to be moving in the right direction
I keep moving further into the ground
Isolated and lost
Unable to move
Trapped under the dirt that is
My mind, my insecurities, my confusion