Unpredictable
"What is in queue for us?"
That question again, no answer comes to mind
It's so unpreidctable, where can we end up?
Maybe at a place that we have never crossed
Or in a casquett, resting 6 feet underground.
Why is the future like this?
You could see it as a monster whose arms won't let go
Or as a comforting nature from whom you shouldn't run
Either way it's there, you ignore it or not
But the question keeps coming, where will I go?
There's no way to know, which is why I'm afraid
Where the future might lead is scary, there is no mistake
Why didn't I study more?
What could have I done?
But the future has no favorites, the choice has been made
Maybe if I get no rest and just keep getting high scores
Maybe if I compare myself until I can't no more
Why are they so good at this?
Why can't I get the handle of it?
Maybe I'm just not enough and I should just give up.
I want to succeed, I want to be free
But I just can't, I feel like I'm trapped
It's a vicious cycle where a 90% is not enough
I need to be the best, or all my work was just a bluff
No, I am not gifted, I do make mistakes
And that's the worst part I just can't accept
Why was her grade better? What should I do?
I need to be the best, there's no other way
All I make must be perfect, maybe it makes no sense
But to me it must be so that the future might go my way
I just want it to not be as unpredictable as it's today.
Juliana Restrepo
Step 10
