The Next Chapter
The excitement is there,
but so is the fear
for what is to come next?
Graduation is coming,
This is waht I've spent my whole high school career summoning.
The fear is creeping
and the anxiety of the unkown is tiring.
Between the butterflies and the my nerves firing,
it's all giving me the quakes.
It's all coming to a close.
There will be tears,
and there will be fears.
But, in the end, I'm ready for my unkown.
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