The Returning

A new place to achieve my ambition

A new place to explore ny future

Though I am risking with this transition

My anxiety can be cut with knives

 

Should I be worried about this new home?

Will they judge me for leaving once ago?

This place is like it's own small kingdom

And here am I, a returning fellow

 

The rotaries still feel like they did once

Florentina´s is still Italian

It will take a while to have acceptance

But they have accepted my condition

 

When the first day of school comes about time

I will enjoy this place in the meantime

 

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