My best self
The day has finally come,
Graduation.
A mixture of emotion
Sad, glad, happy, fear
Shortly I became a high school graduate
College is around the corner
Time to start over... for the better
A mixture of emotion
Freedom approaching
Alone and scared
Semester one flew by
Building an independent strong woman
I am capable of being alone
afraid and alone
happy and alone
sad and alone
alone.
Maturity has engraved into my body
Happiness...
Finally a form of hapiness has sourrounded within my face
God gave me an experience I was fearful of
Running from my high school reputation
To build a new confident wall
Surrounding myself with joy
My best life is yet to come
On it's way
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel
My best life in sight.
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