Here comes the real world … again
Saturday, Mar 12th, 2011Nearing graduation from college, I am often asked if I am fearful of entering “the real world.”
I don’t know. I’ve been entering “the real world” at every turn in life.
My first day of pre-school was considered a step into “the real world.” In middle school it was high school that was anticipated as “the real world.” In high school “the real world” didn’t start till college.
Am I scared?
The real world sure doesn’t sound like a nice place to live. I’m just hoping it will have eluded me once again, after graduation from college. Then I’d anticipate something like home ownership as the real-real world. Or maybe having a wife and kids is the real-real world. Maybe I’m living in the real world now.
Maybe there’s no such thing as a “real world” …
Hit it Johnny!
“Welcome to the real world” she said to me,
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I’d like to think the best of me
Is still hiding
Up my sleeve
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something’s better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there’s no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you’ve got to rise above
So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can’t find the answers
And all of our parents
They’re getting older
I wonder if they’ve wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something’s better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there’s no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you got to rise above
I am invincible
I am invincible
I am invincible
As long as I’m alive
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there’s no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you’ve got to rise above
I just can’t wait til my ten year reunion
I’m gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for