The Changing Mind

Yellow bus turns the corner

Standing alone on the shoulder

My hands are sweaty,

My heart feels heavy

I sit in crowded rooms with my peers

Flash forward a couple years

Find myself filled with glee

Im about to receive my first degree

I've found hope and peace in my mind

This next mountain I too will climb

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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