the stairs
As i walked into the student filled building,
my anxiety levels sky rocketed,
i wondered if i was to be accepted in this new place of mine,
i looked to my left and to my right, my blood in my veins boiling
the stares drove into my skin like nails,
i was lost,
wondering who would want to be my friend,
then i met this caring loving, person that wanted
to help, taking time out of her day just to explain
to me what this school was all about
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