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
This poem is about:
Me
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