Changes

Am I the same?

No, of course not.

I've changed and battled

Become much better.

I've faced my share of struggles

my demons and my fears.

But I come out even stronger

emerging from my tears. 

I've faced depression and some fights

bad grades and panicked nights.

More than you could ever know

and now I'm ready to grow.

College racing towards me,

high school still around me.

Where am I supposed to go?

What am I supposed to do?

I'm constantly changing

learning

burning with a yearning

for learning,

desire churning within me.

I can't wait to see what I become.

What fun will I have?

How much more will I change?

No one stays the same.

We're always changing.

Embrace it, don't erase it.

Keep going and growing.

You'll see it's for the best in the end.

This poem is about: 
Me

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