Waking up every morning as a normal days in school but suddenly I became in high school . This cant be my last year here .I have been here long enough I cant leave this is where I belong .I am girl belong somewhere beside my friends . My school wasnt my second home ,but my first. I learned to love ,hate and grow here .the feeling that finally this is the end is scary I dont know will it be fine ,where this was my gold years .humans are always scared of what they cant see. The future couldnt be predictable but I hope for the best. And I feel the best is yet to come. Experiencing new stuff ,new life ,and new you is exciting. And going to college and doing what you love and everyone treating you as a grown woman is pretty amazing. Will this expectations will be right what if this imagation didnt happen ,I will be in completely miserable. What if what I chose to enter in college os wrong or thats wasnt good enough or I am not good enough for it. No I know I am an artist , I am a good know ,and I will never regret it .but will happen for the love of writing will it disappear by time or will it grow. The fear of failure will hunt me all my life .maybe I am not good in school but I am a better artist than student . I have view and imagination as big as the galaxy . No fear will destroy me ; it will make me stronger . But the question of which is better stepping back or forward ?.the usual teenage conflict.
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