I am a young girl.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
Feeling my whole world whirl.
Turning Eighteen is hard to believe.
On my way out of high school,
A senior in her last semester.
Scared of the world, so cruel,
Hoping this feeling won’t fester.
I’m breaking out, on my own.
Excited, yet nervous,
I don’t want to feel alone.
I am going to find my purpose.
Starting as a college freshman,
I will make it through each strife.
I will become my own person,
The best I can, it’s eighteen and life.
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