The Life of Me

A Graduate of High School

Yet, last days of college.

It's my pleasure to present the Class of 2016!

Add on my actual first days of college and you have me:

The grl who was hoping college would solve her premature identity crisis.

And it did, but I got scared.

I found my courage just to hide it again.

Things that I thought and think might be a sin.

 

And the election...

I couldn't feel anythingby the end.

I won't be feeling that sting until later.

And it'll hurt.

But, hey.. in the history of the world, there's always some downfall.

Then, as always we rise.

 

Now, it's time for a break.

Before a disaster breaks out in 2017.

We all know that 2016 was hell.

Let's look forward towards 2017.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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