Questions
The questions come in almost everyday,
What I'm i gonna do?Where will I go? How can I do it?
All these thoughts, all the answers have come to mind but how will I start?
Highschool is almost over, the real world quickly approaches.
Soon i am on my own physically,
but there's always someone to help me when i fall.
I'm trapped in a situation and inorder to get out i have to go further into the mess.
I'm not exactly scared anymore- just nervous.
How will it affect me later in life?
Will i despise the people i care about- or destroy them completly?
How can i solve something i know nothing about?
Yet people are getting hurt when i look lost or ask what they're talking about.
Are they there to deceive me?
I cant exactly say how i feel.
The words get mixed up, comes out wrong.
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