My life seems stranger than fiction sometimes
I suppose I can't complain that it's boring
Though sometimes I wish things were more stable
But I think things are finally starting to settle

I'm graduating in December, again.
And I've run out of undergrad degrees to finish
And hide in
I'm as lost as I was a year ago

Well maybe not as lost
I'm not sure where I'm going to be living
Or what I'll be doing job-wise

But I'm hopeful
My relationship is going in a solid direction
Though I'm not ready for a ring,
And in all honesty I don't really need it,
Because I know the commitment is there

I believe that everything in my life
Though difficult at times
Really does make me wiser and stronger

I'm hoping maybe after graduating I'll have some more free time
My inner muse has fallen asleep I think
Though looking back on it I've written some trash
But maybe I can start up some prose again

Anyway! I hope everyone is well.