The Interview
Wake up early
Lie awake
Get showered
And on your way
Dressed to impress
Nerves under control
Up until
Your arrival
You rehearse some answers
And calm your racing heart
And talk yourself up
In the mirror of your car
Then you’re ready
With nothing more to do
Except conquer
This interview
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You could sell this poem in posters inside every college Career Services center.
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Wow…You’re seriously writing poems now! And you’re keeping them coming, too. Haha. That’s awesome. So very awesome. ❤ I just wish I was writing again.
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