Busy Body

They said junior year was the most difficult

Well they were surely wrong

Yes the spring of SAT's and college visits were strenuous

But senior year was strong

 

My first priority was cross country

Not to mention my two jobs

But then there was AP Psychology

Writing pounds of notes has made my wrist throb

 

My parents nagging about applying

November 1st is the deadline 

Handing forms in, rushing 

I almost forgot what was once mine

 

Highschool was slipping away before my eyes 

With all the distractions around me

I need to appreciate the present 

And stop being a busy body 

This poem is about: 
Me

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