DISAPPOINTMENT
For being the first one to graduate, its not full of joy and happiness, but of sadness and frustration. All eyes and hope upon my shoulder, weighing me deeper and deeper to depression. That Hopeless feeling tormenting me of not being able to help you... For all the Sacrifice you have done for me, to put me where i am. To not be able to succeed, but to let you down... I am afraid to see the disappointment upon your face. On the ones I Love and the one I Truly Love.... I AM AFRAID TO DISAPPOINT THE ONE THAT MEANS ALOT TO ME!
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