Looking For a Job After Graduation, Stuck in Traffic

(So you guys don't think that all I think about are girls : ) )

The lights turned green before I was ready

No need for speed

No destination known

No space for right or left-hand turns

Or lane changes.

Life is a highway

And traffic has just started flowing

Here I am moving too slowly

While everyone else knows where they are going.

Stop and go, but mostly stop.

I've been interrupting the traffic ebb and flow

like rocks interrupting the ocean on the shore

Lost in thought

I missed my exit

And had to turn into a lane I'd never been in before.

Where I find myself moving far too slowly

And everyone else knows exactly where they are going.

This traffic flow can't be interrupted

For those who've lost their way.

And the air is full

No room for frustrated tears

As the sound of screeching brakes and honking horns

push through all the open spaces left

screaming at the top of their lungs "too slowly!

You're in the way of where I am going."

Not road-ready

After five minutes, road weary.

Exhausted of trying to explain

That I need to be somewhere

But don't know how to get there.

Better off in a gutter

Than speeding off to God-knows-where

In the wrong lane

Sending off emergency flares.

And why did I think I was moving too slowly

With no particular place to be going?