Where Do I Go From Here?

Wishing for a fresh start, I landed here

In formal attire, pretending to be clear

My one-page resume has failed to impress

They now ask for more of who I truly am

What more shall I reveal to them?

This common name and degree caused a jam

So, I spun a few lies to make an intro

But it wasn't me, just a façade to go

What genuine traits fit this role, I wonder

As I don't see myself fitting any mould

More lies flowed as I charted my non-existent plan

With no plan for tomorrow, what do I hold dear?

Those lies grew thin with each passing minute

The wish for a new life turned into a spinet

Just to hear them say, "We'll let you know"

Left me contemplating, where do I go from here?