Acceptance Letter: The Anxiety of High School Seniors

Somehow I feel as though my life is over- the way I've grown used to it anyway
When the letter comes in it's brisk format:
"Congratulations, you have been accepted." 
It proudly declares in neat black font.
And when they smile at me and hand me the neat paper with all it's daunting blanks
When I put on the neat black dress and sit to be examined by them I feel it in my bones.
But maybe life has just begun for me....