Busy, busy, busy. No time for a time out. No spare hours to play guitar or arrange music. Exams, auditions, parties, just one thing after another. On top of online college classes to help me with my own musical knowledge, model UN, literary magazine, and college applications. Oh! and a project where I build a rocket for astronomy. But even with the tight schedule, it's all going by so fast. Senior year is almost halfway over, and it's almost time for me to start a new chapter of my life. And what is that. College. And soon after that will be my career and my life in general. Where will I be? What will I be doing? Who will I be around. Only the God's know, and it makes me nervous. But, all I can do is hope, wish, chase, and try my best. I will go where I need too. But that doesn't ease any anxiety.
YOU ARE READING
Do you even know?
PoetryDoes anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?
