The last year has been a slippery slope.
Junior year is like walking a tight rope.
They say get ready for the SAT
Then the ACT because money ain't free.
Plus, colleges will look at junior year.
One mistake could mean “And you’re out of here!”
Then I question my entire purpose
When asked “what will you do,” I get nervous.
They say life isn’t hard because I am young.
“When you’re an adult, you’ll be in real dung.”
What a broken view some have on their life.
We should be happy even through the strife.
Heck, my house caught on fire in September
My birthday that month I can’t remember.
It’s been a year and four months and I grin
Because this Christmas we get to move in.
And though my schedule is busy a full,
This year has been great not matter it's bull.
I’ve found the courage to go for my dream.
And I’m excited it isn’t mainstream
This year I’ve learned to appreciate
My bestest friend who carries half my weight.
They’re always there for me, and I for them
We stick as a team through the mayhem.
This year I’ve explored my talent with art;
And it’s something I’ll never part.
This summer I was a missionary
With Brazilian kids who aren’t that scary.
2016 has been filled with turmoil.
But I have a fresh start that will not spoil.