Some thoughts..

I am ready
I am ready for everything
Ready to die
Ready to love
So ready to be done with school

But I'm not ready to leave home
To get married
To commit

To commit to one career
To him
To death

I'm ready for life to finish
But yet I can't wait for it to start

I anticipate my death
But can't stop thinking about
how joyous my life will be

How tragic am I
So ready for everything
That I'm always late
To busy over thinking what it expect