I am just this

Everyday,
I come here to learn,
I walk through the corridors and courtyards
just to reach the room
that will give me the keys to the future.
Like myself,
there are many other doing the same.
Everyday,
they come here to learn,
they walk through the corridors and courtyards
to find their own path.

But as all are in unison, in this way,
not one is twinned.
Nobody sees me.
I don't see them.
I am only a student,
coming here to learn,
to find my future.
What is masked by the monochromatic attire,
we must conform to wear,
is something quite miraculous.
We all have one - not one alike.

Do they really see me?
Will they remember me?
What bubbles and troubles in each mind
in never revealed in this place.
Upon glance,
we are not truly envisioned.

Only when we have unlocked the future
do we have the chance to emerge.
Our true colours show.
We are remembered.
We are known.