Waiting for University


waiting for it
my time grinds down and i sit still
waiting for it
trying to make sure that i am ready
waiting for it
my mind swims in information and panic
waiting for it
dread and panic sink it
waiting for IT
but like Pandora, hope remains
my life will change
my time will revive
and it will arrive
forever altering what i am
while i sway in the wind
looking for something solid
the colors blur as i spin too fast
i cannot keep my eyes on what is still
it is approaching and i have accepted it
but it is not real
not yet
i have been there
i am waiting
they have chosen me
i still wait
until the bells ring
until my new life starts
i am waiting
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