The Future


Recess seems so long ago now.
In less than a year I move on again.
The next stage of my life is coming about,
off to college I will go,
no more living at home.
Everything will change,
the real world is coming.
I'm not sure how I feel.
Scared, anxious, or excited?
I do not know but I am ready
to take on this new wake of life.


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