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"It will be great," they tell me.

"You will make friends," they tell me.

It feels like nobody sees what I see.

 

"Hangs things up on your blank wall,"

"Make sure you remember to call."

But it only feels like this will cause me to fall.

 

"College is an adventure. Have fun,"

"Work hard, go to class, and get the job done."

If I'm not alone, why does it feel like I'm the only one?

 

Don't get me wrong, college sounds exciting,

But what if the new people in this life are not inviting?

 

My home, my family, my friends, all that I know.

New town, new people, new school? This is gonna blow.

 

Success until age eighteen is easy.

Creating a new life? The thought makes me queasy.

 

The only thing I look forward to is being with you.

Maybe that will help me handle all of this new.

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