“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?”
The question surrounded him in whispers and hushed tones.
An unspoken judgment, with no room left for approval.
A heavy doubt lingers in his mind—why are you here?
In his rush to escape a normal nine-to-five,
Not chained to one path, having to play it safe.
The search for his purpose, even if the road ahead is unclear.
Yet those around push for normality.
Comfort in the predictable, known for success.
As he sits in silence, reflecting, unsure of what to say.
“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?”
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