New World

Mon, 06/13/2016 - 23:00 -- zari.

Open your eyes, child.
Look the world in front of you because in two days, that'll be you walking through it with no hands holding yours.
Open them a little wider, child.
I want you to see what you're really a part of.
Life.
Don't get discouraged, my child, you can you this.
I believe in you.
The world isn't nice all the time, but only let the negative energy shower your day to to find the positive to knock it out.
Your eyes, child, open them enough to see clearly.
If the world breaks you, do what you love to glue your pieces back together.
Write, my child.
Feel, my child.
Crying some tears, child.
If it makes you feel better.
But, please, open your eyes, and see the real.
The real world, because your feet are all the way out the door into life.
Welcome.

Comments

zari.

This poem was written two days before my last day of hih school; noticing the

changes and the different enivorment that I will be around, once I go off to college.

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