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College

College

Entering into an uncertain future, Presenting your lack of self-image, To equally flawed souls, Hidden by a confident façade. The short-lived fulfillment, Of a conversation. Of something that makes you feel, As though it’ll all work out. Wandering through long days Waiting till the feeling will strike, The one that’s been, Embedded into your plans. Finally a sense of hope, A person, your person. One turns into five, And you feel a brief release. Things start to click, And the face in the mirror, Begins to appear again. Calls to the past grow shorter. A sense of place begins to set, Individuality consumes, The curtain falls, And you’re still there. hopeful. And yet years will go by. That uncertain feeling returns. You’ll stand alone in a room full of people, Most of whom you don’t care to know, Music blasting and you’re no longer heard. Numb and lonely, You’ll long for what once was. Thoughts of the past will keep you up, And you’ll dream of going back, But you can’t.

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Emma Jardin is a junior at Fairfield University. She grew up in Stow, Massachusetts and has had a passion for writing since she was seven.

Emma primarily enjoys writing poetry and fiction short stories. She is currently working on a double major in Film, Televsion & Media and English. Emma hopes to one day be a screenwriter and author.

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