I have juggled titles
And balanced hats
Like a tight-rope walker
On a fraying rope
My entire
College careerI have been loved
And I have been lonelyI have been a girlfriend
And I have been an exI have been a friend
And I have been a shallow facadeI have been roommate
And I have been a friendI have been a marketer
And I have been a managerI have been confident
And I have faked my confidence
Every minute of every dayI have been a business owner
And I have been a humble studentI have been an apprentice
And I have been a teacherI have worked five jobs
And I have taken days offI have been a leader
And I have- admittedly rarely- been a followerI have been hurt
And I have been angryI have been joyful
And I have undertaken wild adventuresI have been
A teacher
A student
A business owner
A photographer
A manager
A leader
A marketer
A producer
An editor
A journalist
A tutor
A stylist
A saleswoman
A church woman
A daughter
A girlfriend
An ex
A friend
A roommate
And many other things
In these past three yearsAnd yet,
Now,
I am tired.I am confident
And I can fake confidenceYet I am becoming to tried to try
Stress has driven me
To perfection and sucessYet I'm becoming painfully aware
That there must be more
Than sucess
And stressBecause these titles I wear
Are not all worth their struggleAnd these hats I carry
May soon trip me off the tightropeI have fought
And balanced
And clawed my way to sucess
Through many sleepless nights
And through many tearful moments
Yet,
I am tired.I am too tired
To continue to be stressed
I am sick of the struggle
And soon,
I will start throwing hats
From the sky I have for so long
Balanced so precariously in01/31/23
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Poetry***PSA- PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY MOST RECENT ADDITIONS TO THIS POETRY SAGA. I've been writing in this poetry journal since 2016 and they do get progressively better and more insightful.*** thank you carry on: These poems contain snippets of my...