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Mar 2019
A little lost person
felt so small in a world
that oh, so big
but nothing could compare
to their thoughts and dreams

They liked what it thought;
their dreams were unbelievable
yet when someone asks them
What do you like?
They draw a blankness reply

For what they liked,
felt impossible to do
the future seems to clog
the wheels stop spinning
they question themselves endlessly
I really am struggling with a major for college right now. Right now I'm open-major. I thought about going for Creative Writing, but I ask myself if I will really get anywhere with that degree.
Jenna
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Jenna  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Fawn and Mark Tilford
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