Dear Me
It's your last year of high school
You should feel happy to be so close to freedom
Yet, sudden dread sets in instead
As if something has gone left unsaid
Is there something wrong?
Is something bothering you?
Have you forgotten the excitement
The excitement of leaving to college and being free to live your life
Or is it something more?
Have you realized that you are filled with fear
Fear of not knowing what will happen next
The fear of messing up so much you'd be embarrassed to show your face
Let me be the first to tell you, don't be
I know you better than anyone else in the world
You are strong, smart, daring, and wonderful
Don't let the fear stop you from taking the world
And make it your own.
You've got this
I promise
Sincerely, You.
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