After Senior Year

I have a future
I have a family that loves me and friends that support me 
I'm going to make it through what most people call the "dreaded application process" 
I'm going to make it through senior year: mental breakdowns, laugh-until-you-cry moments, SATs, and all

I have a goal in mind, 
an "over-the-rainbow" mindset
I know what I'd like to do; 
It'll be challenging, but I will eventually reach that pot of gold at the other end 

I've been through hell and back again
But hasn't everyone?

What matters is that I've made it 
Here I stand, ready for the beginning of the rest of my life to start
And it doesn't matter that I'm not the smartest person in the world
It doesn't matter that I'm not perfect
Or stick-thin 
Or the lead in my school play
Or good at math
Because: 
Here I stand, waiting for that acceptance letter to come
Here I stand, waiting 
Waiting:
And ready, 
                 Nervous,
                               Excited, 
                                           Scared, 
                                                     Yet most of all...hopeful. 
Because I know that no matter where I end up, it'll be where I'm supposed to be

 

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