One Step Closer

A year in and it still feels fresh

yet smells like last fall's rain.

The grass is cut the same but new

feet treck across the green carpet.

Familiar faces line pathways

weaving between brick buildings.

The workload towers over heads

of bewildered students.

Stress swoops in as if it never left,

casting a shadow with its lead wings.

Professors collaborate with students

but forget to teach material on exams.

Passion for a subject makes a difference

worth the price of tuition.

Independence is creeping as the date 

inches closer to reality breaking.

One step closer to life

outside of school.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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