I'm scared and afraid of what the world might have to offer me outside the boundaries of learning.
What exists but the will to work and take responsibility?
I can't imagine it would be the same inside school, that world outside. I'm only afraid of being alone, starting again, friends disappearing, chasing their dreams while I stumble and slip to begin my journey. Am I able to prepare?
I don't want to lose the people I've grown up with, some have gone their own way, breaking away because they've realised our demons cannot play cards with one another any longer. Am I cheating 'the way it has to be' by wishing I spend my life with my closest friends?
I just want to do something good for myself. My family has done their best to do something good for me already, they've shown me the path to get started and it's my job to turn it into a road: busy with purpose.
In order to advance, you must sacrifice. It's something we were taught under everything else. But would I sacrifice a stretch of time? They say you shouldn't.
