The door swings shut behind me and I walk into the building
The long hallway stretches out before me, lined with lockers of sea green.
I begin my journey
Walking off the plank of my teenage years
Grasping adulthood with a determined mind
Slipping slightly, but keeping composure
My journey continues
Past the peers, the gazes of the judges
Their eyes burning into my head
Searching, prying, finding faults
With their greedy eyes
I turn my gaze down, and watch the smooth, precise patterns
Of the floor tiles, so straight, so smooth, so perfect
So unlike me
My journey slows
How I wish to be perfect
A lean, beautiful body
Flowing dark hair, curled to a touch
How I want to be worthy of you
My journey pauses
You. So amazing, so handsome
A beautiful man, deserving of a beautiful woman
Not a girl
My grasp slips
One hand shakes as it struggles to keep its hold
Its hold on me, not the old me
The new me
Perhaps more slippery than ever before
My journey picks up
Into a room, so barren, so bland
Desks lined, forming a pattern
Unknown to anyone but the creator
A pattern where each move, each decision
Makes you who you are
Who you will be
Popular, smart, left out, new
The game that can not be won
But played over and over
For the fun of seeing the worst defeated
My journey gets harder
I search through the rows
Over and over, searching for me
Of something that I can be
I’m lost in the sea of the decisions I can not make.
But then, there is you. You who is perfect, so graceful
So who I want to be
The seat I take throws me into the waters
Waters where there are sharks, and jellyfish
But also mermaids and beautiful things
Which will I be, beautiful or ugly?
Where will you take me?
Where will I go?
Wherever is fine with me
As long as I’m with you
My journey ends
For now
But I feel at peace
Sitting here next to you