I'm sending in an application.
This will be an indication.
If they accept me I will be happy.
I will go to a wonderful university.

I have wanted to go here for a while.
I will have a lot of work in a pile.
I can't wait to hear back.
I will have my life on track.

I will probably end up in a sob.
I will find a job.
I will grow up soon.
My application will be sent by noon.

I can for sure say I'm nervous.
Before I know it I'll be saying,"at your service!"
I'm scared to move on.
My new life will soon dawn.

Sometimes I feel like I'm made of glass.
An easily shattered soul ready to break.
I still don't know how much I can take.
I wait for something to happen everyday in class.

I want to learn something.
I need to learn an important life lesson.
After winter I wait through the year as the grass goes cresson.
I think about all the time I spend on nothing.

As this goes on I'm very dull.
I become boring and zoned.
Everyone assumes I'm just calm and toned.
But really I am just feeling null.

I try to build my up my glass walls.
I try to be made of stone.
I want to sit on a nice throne.
Awaiting as it all falls.

As I watched the stars in the night sky,
I couldn't help but want to fly.
It was much better than wanting to die.
I had a real smile and I didn't know why.

I often wonder who else is looking up at the same stars as me.
Staring into the moonlight.
Who else wants to take flight?
I often get intrigued and want higher so I sit in a tree.

I sometimes sit until the morning.
Until the sun shines up high.
Making it a bright crimson sky.
It's so peaceful and there's no warning.

I can be malleable at times.
I listen to the wind and it's word.
I hear the chirping of the morning birds.
My conscience can be sold with just dimes.

When I finally go to sleep I have dreams.
They turn terrible though.
It brings memories from so long ago.
My nightmares have me breaking at my seams.

I don't even know what reality is anymore.
My head gets so heavy.
The stream of thoughts break through my levee.
My nightmares ruin even those that I adore.

Everything so great seems an illusion.
I can't figure it out.
I feel so stout.
My body finally goes through a reperfusion.

My disposition isn't always a proud one.
The strange world where I can't help but ponder.
I look through and over yonder.
Sometimes it all holds me from my fun.

I struggle with habits.
Some bad and some old.
Sometimes they keep me from being bold.
They keep reminding me of the problems my mid inhabits.

I know I'll get back on track soon.
I have to.
I must stand up and tie my shoe.
I have to break out of this cocoon.

These chains binding me down.
The cold weather freezing me in place.
I always stop and look deep into space.
Soon it'll be time for me to leave this town.

I can not leave if I don't get to work.
I must embrace my dreams.
I have to follow that winding stream.
I have stop act and discontinue to lurk.

My life is in my hands and that's all I know.
I need to get ready for the life ahead.
It's time to start my tread.
Very soon I will go.

To fight on.
To continue the battle that is under your skin.
To not give up, unless sacrificing for others.
To feel the pressure on you caving in.

Some days there will be bliss.
A relaxing peace.
A sweet happiness.
The calmness seems to never cease.

Danger comes to play in life.
We work passed it.
A danger we put in the past.
We see the past and must omit.

We shouldn't give up on anything,
No matter how small.
They will make us grow,
They will build up us all.

Some things you have to do,
No matter how bad or scary.
We move on and on,
Remembering to be wary.

Not all of our lives are fortunate.
I've heard of some amazing stories.
Hearing of people's triumphs,
And of their glories.

We keep another soul in us all.
Helping us fight.
Helping us unite.
Showing us the light.

Whenever you get a chance,
Tell your story.
You never know what could happen.
Remember that you are a quarry.

After the battle,
The view is horrid.
The walk a sad one.
Your head will feel torrid.

Why is the aftermath so bad?
Why do people go down the wrong path?
The stubborn ones who try to be heroes.
They felt what is selfisheness' wrath.

Not me.
I walk on down going my way.
I continue to move down road.
Making sure not to go astray.

I've got a lot to get ready for.
I'm going to be going off soon.
I have college next year.
The end is beginning to loom.

High school will come to an end.
I can't believe it's almost done.
People I've know since I was a child,
The ones with which I've had so much fun.

Senior year came so fast.
It doesn't seem like this is real.
A surreal picture in my mind.
But my life time likes to steal.

The real world will hit me hard.
I'm not ready for it that's for sure.
I still wish I had more years with these people.
It's going to be a lot to endure.

I remember elementary school.
The fun times on the playground.
The shenanigans we all got into.
The time to end it has come around.

*I will miss everyone I've grown up with since I was 4 years old

We were there for each other,
That's how we made our way. 
That long summer, 
That ended in dismay. 

It's not fair what had happened,
I didn't even know. 
It's like you disappeared. 
I didn't know where to go. 

Months later I found you,
I found you once more. 
I found my friend,
The one that I adore. 

You left again,
I wasn't as scared. 
I knew that I wasn't alone. 
I knew you cared. 

No one was there for me,
Not like you. 
You were the greatest, 
And I was there for you too. 

Yet again you left, 
But this time I knew. 
You taught me so much. 
I knew what I had to do. 

I still adore everything about you. 
I always will. 
You're such a talent, 
It leaves my mind in a thrill. 

You occasionally come back now. 
Not as much as I want, but why complain?
I have nowhere to go.
I have nothing more to gain. 

I still struggle with some things. 
I'd like you're help sometimes. 
You always knew what to say. 
Now all I can do is make up rhymes.