On the Other Side

Waiting.
I wanted it all to be over.
It just took too long, you know?
All those papers.
Late nights.
Hours in class.
Impossible goals.
Packing my suitcase.
And now for the very last time.
I wanted it to all be over.
Because things
Things always looked so
Much better on the other side.
On the other side there was this life.
That wanted me to claim it.
There was this person, more than this.
But it really isn't so much better
On the other side.
Once again to be naive.
And floundering.
Still young.
Not to be taken seriously.
When will life be mine.
Mine to claim with authority.
When can I know things.
When will this life be mine?
And will it really look better
Over there.
On the other side.