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it will never be through


so much on my mind

so little time

what college to choose

 should the colors be red and blue

why does time move so fast

 I miss the past

when I could relax

and not have to pack

now I am 16

and I enjoy being me

but things just fly by

all I can do is try to be the best I can be

and just wait and see

for god will come through for me and you

so many choices

 to many voices

I can go to a university

or even overseas

I wish I  could pause

 and not worry about the cause

I could sit and think

and not get pushed to the brink

art astronomy geology

archeology or even paleontology

so overloaded

my brains just gonna explode an

it will never be through

everything will just continue

 

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