Infinite
I am…
Lost,
Undecided,
Confused.
Not sure where to go;
Not sure what to choose.
They say I gotta pick
NOW!
What’s your major?
But how am I supposed to make major decisions
When I don’t even know who I am?
Who am I?
How can I describe that?
Everything that makes me
Is so complicated!
There aren’t enough adjectives
In all the world languages.
We can’t be described.
We can’t be explained.
We can’t be confined to words on a page.
Because people aren’t finite.
So who am I?
I can’t really say.
but…
I am infinite.
This poem is about:
Me
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