i  wonder where I will be
at this time, in a year
will my future self
be proud of the present me?

will I finally see the light?
will years of work mean nothing?
will I finally be happy?
or still be the same me?

will my parents be proud ?
or would I keep asking
what did they do
to deserve a child like me??

my current self is what I fear
to wear again next year
am I ready for what's coming?
will my luck remain the same?

its so strange to exist
not knowing what's next
am I supposed to be afraid-
wide eyed, questioning my fate?