Do this, do that
I walk these halls wondering what will become of me
Who am I and what was I meant for
My peers look up to me, but say horrible things
Put me on the outside of the so-called circle
I fear that what I do may not be good enough
With the pressures of becoming who I want to be and where I want to go
The feeling within when being judged for mistakes
I am only human
Success is key but the key is within me
With no one to trust
Where do I go
How will I find it
How do I get it
Dreading the day I receive that letter
Only time will tell.