The time has come and I must leave,
To join this young and eager crowd.
I have much time ahead of me,
And those I love will be made proud.
I seem to know so less about
The things I feel I will become,
Compared to those who seem to shout
of the things they have not yet done.
I will admit I'm very scared
Of this future so very bright.
I cannot know if I'm prepared
To face a life out of my sight.
My feelings cannot be captured
Pertaining the subject at hand.
And I won't know until after,
If I think I've done all I can.
I wish for a life free of guilt,
And thus far that need has been met.
Be warned nothing else can be built
In a life filled with poor regret.
I know that I seem to ramble,
But I know that one thing for sure.
And with that idea I won't gamble
Or throw all I've done out the door.
So while my mind does cloud with fear
I will hit this mad world head on.
My life I lead, my life I steer,
I will be content when I am gone.
And that is a promise.