Fresh starts
There was hardly ever time off
School always kept me busy.
Growing up was hard and fast
I was just getting started.
In the real world,
I act like nothing bothers me,
but inside I am ready to burst...
Ready to burst my hunger for knowledge.
I wanted to know!
I was naive and knew nothing
Quiet and timid, they saw me.
Now, they can’t say the same.
I have blossomed like a titan arum
Between weeds and bugs,
I managed to grow.
From dependent to Independent.
Now I have a more “Down to Earth” perspective of my future.
I guess being a student doesn’t distance me as far as I thought.
To the white snow like paper that cuts like a knife...
I can’t guarantee pure success
I get to school, I am one of the lucky ones.
A daughter of hardworkers
A sister of five
I belong where my heart desires,
I get to make fresh starts.
A Doctor or a Lawyer, to little or unemployed
A test or two to determine our future.
How could you not be paranoid?
To mark a stand for a future...
All it takes is to grow.
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