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The Point of Realization


i lay in bed

scrolling endlessly

i come across an instagram post

one which said

"2020 is in 6 months"

2020. that is the year that i graduate

me being one who

constantly has visions 

oh childhood memories

approach me randomly

 

i am not at all ready to be an adult

it is the summer before my senior year

and i am sitting here dwelling

the fact that i need to get my life together.

i want to be successful and have a happy life. 

thank you instagram

for helping me apply for scholarships

just let me be a kid

for the last year that i can.

 

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