Worry

Their little girl’s grown

And the years have progressed-

I’ve been tested, questioned, and asked to express

What I feel and how I should react

And now it’s time for the second act-

Planning, preparing, panicking,

And hoping it will all fall together.

Non-cooperative with

My parents’ wishes for college,

But what is there to do

When scores and allure

Won’t get me knowledge?

This poem is about: 
Me

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