Afraid

Afraid of what I may become.

Frightened by the thought of the future. My body is

Radiating fear. The fear of what will happen when I leave. My mother is

Afraid that I won't come back to spend some quality time.

I will miss her terribly, but I am

Determined to make her proud.

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