Late here because I totally forgot! Will look at your poems tomorrow!
First Week as a Freshman in College
They drive away,
leaving me
and my belongings in a dorm.
This is college.
I do not know anyone.
I feel four and lost in a huge store.
Something familiar though—
maybe high school beating in hearts.
Two girls sound eager
to stand in line, ready to climb
rungs on a ladder.
Someone in a beanie gabs on
about the fullness of things.
I only want to survive
and not fall in a hole.
The road ahead looks dark.
Tests, stress, fashion, grades,
wishing for a boyfriend.
Little gratitude
for the friendly girls next door
or my lenient roommate.
First Week as a Freshman in College
They drive away,
leaving me
and my belongings in a dorm.
This is college.
I do not know anyone.
I feel four and lost in a huge store.
Something familiar though—
maybe high school beating in hearts.
Two girls sound eager
to stand in line, ready to climb
rungs on a ladder.
Someone in a beanie gabs on
about the fullness of things.
I only want to survive
and not fall in a hole.
The road ahead looks dark.
Tests, stress, fashion, grades,
wishing for a boyfriend.
Little gratitude
for the friendly girls next door
or my lenient roommate.