Thu, 04/14/2016 - 03:42 -- ondo1

Only five weeks left

Of my high school career

The time has flown by

Oh my gosh, oh my dear.....


With adulthood ahead,

And college to follow

The lump in my throat

Makes it so hard to swallow.


I try not to panic

As the question floats by

What will I need

In this world to survive?


Is it love, is it money?

Please give me the clarity

To see for myself

That all I need is my SANITY!







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