(Feel free to skip the intro and get right to the poem below!)
Man… 11th grade. What a sad time. Since then, I’ve learned a lot about myself and who I am (more than I wanted to know in some cases). This year-long nutrition internship has been tremendously trying, but I maintain a shaky self image. Yet, with the graduation ceremony two days after the publishing of this poem, I can’t help but feel how appropriate it is.
Sure, I have a Bachelor’s and an internship under my belt, but before passing that licensure exam I am no one, professionally speaking. I can’t work as a dietitian- the only thing my Bachelor’s degree is good for. Also, like I said the internship really did a number on my self worth which was just barely beginning to improve. 
Very appropriate poem for my internship graduation. Enjoy?
January 20, 2013
Description of a no one
Who am I? No one important. A no one.
Without interest or passion that consumes me,
I have no worth. I have no love. Am no one.
I do not know who I am. I can not see
who I can be or ever was. Absence is
all I feel. There is no hope. There is no key.
I know what must be done, but the effort, ’tis
difficult to conjure. I am much too weak.
I do not know who I am, just that I fizz.
I am told of my flaws. I am told I’m meek.
I feel unloved, yet do not know what I seek.
