Eve of Change
As I move once again
to a new state.
I hold on
to all the memories
Willingfully
I go
with a heavy heart
but hopeful spirits.
Now I say to myself,
what is done is done.
I now look to a bright future.
I hold myself to a high statandard,
staying strong for my family,
and being a role model for my siblings
Faced with the eve of change
I can easily adapt.
The aspect of an internal locus of control
is worthy of respect and admiration.
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