finding control

before it was easy

the homework was less

the new place made me queasy

i developed stress

 

my grades were under

waking in the morning was a fight

my world was full of thunder

but somehow, i found the light

 

still i find school hard

and it has taken a toll

but i chose the right cards

i found my control

This poem is about: 
Me

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