My Uncertainty
Dear Reader,
My future is unclear,
I don’t know where I stand,
We are all divided,
And I’m so scared.
I want to do so many things,
But I’m not sure when or how.
I want to make them proud,
Show them it wasn’t for nothing,
But it’s getting harder to believe in myself.
I feel so many eyes on me,
Waiting for my next move.
Will I fail?
Do they want me to fail?
I feel a lot of pressure.
I smile on the outside and I say I’m fine.
But I’m not.
There’s too much that I have yet to figure out.
When l look behind me I see a family.
A family that I can’t let down.
Because I’m their hope.
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