worry
I worry every day
worry of school
Worry of future
worry of relationships
But what do I worry most?
Who I am.
I stand tall and proud
I stand with purpose
But that is on the outside
The inside is confusion.
Who am I?
Am I a business woman
Am I a math genius?
And I a singer?
Am I writer?
I do not know
My future is confusing
It is a cloud of dark
I don't know who I am
I don't know where I am going
So I worry...
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