Growing up

Daily thoughts run through my head

Stressful words filled with dread

So much to do, so much to see

The possibilities overwhelming me

Standards are high, pressure is strong

It's hard not to imagine what could go wrong

Potential greatness, potential failure

Impossible to know which will lean in my favor

This poem is about: 
Me

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