See Me
I want you to listen
As often as you teach.
I want you to practice
All the lessons that you preach.
I want you to see me
As more than just some grade.
I'm not ready for my future,
I want to tell you I'm afraid.
The road ahead is scary,
I don't know where to turn.
I don't know which bridge to cross,
Or which one to burn.
I want you to stop demanding
Respect you've yet to earn.
Instead I'll keep pretending
That I know what to do
Even though I'm scared
And haven't got a clue.
I want you to stop looking,
I want you to see.
I'm more than just some grade,
The future starts with me.
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