Future Realized
What does my future hold? Where will I be in four years?
Does it hold college, a career, work, or perhaps a family?
No insight revealed is clear. The path is mine to pave.
Test scores categorize us to a standard of success.
Holding the box to a minimum is ridiculous.
Outside the box we can all flourish, but it is our path to pave.
Your future is not about how you got there, as long as you arrived.
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