Pressure

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33186
United States
25° 39' 55.4148" N, 80° 23' 57.354" W

Do this, do that
I walk these halls wondering what will become of me
Who am I and what was I meant for
My peers look up to me, but say horrible things
Put me on the outside of the so-called circle
I fear that what I do may not be good enough
With the pressures of becoming who I want to be and where I want to go
The feeling within when being judged for mistakes
I am only human
Success is key but the key is within me
With no one to trust
Where do I go
How will I find it
How do I get it
Dreading the day I receive that letter
Only time will tell.

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