I was lost

I was young

Wandering through the halls

A residual ghost drifting

Confused, misplaced

Alone

A year later

My fingers brought a death stick to my chapped lips

Unknowingly, absentmindedly

Temporary bliss

A boy

Robbed my heart

I found it in his eyes

Deceit, shattered

I still haven’t gotten it back

Another year gone

I came home after school one day

Wanting to start over

Fresh start

I found my hands grabbing for scissors

They found their way to my hair

I watched it fall to the bathroom floor 

Slowly, real

Three months later

I came to school

Equipped with boy-short hair and determination

Straight A’s

No procrastination

Will I get accepted?

Stress, doubt

A letter arrives

Accepted into my dream college

Relief, tears of joy

I was lost

Finally

I found my way