Transition into College
Soon,
I’ll be away from all of this:
Free from the presence of hurt
Yet miles from the love of my family.
On my own, how will I survive?
Alone in a sea
of unrecognizable faces.
I don’t wish to pass unnoticed;
What will guide me through this
Trek into wilderness?
Will it be the faces of those I miss?
Or a new beginning fueled by passion?
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