Poetry Book

Dear Self

When we are older, we'll forget this
The friends we made here
The anxiety from a presentation
Embarrassment from falling down the stairs

We'll try to recall these memories
But nothing is recovered
We are onto bigger and better things
And it's been hard

I know it's been hard but we did it
We pulled through for another 3 years
And I'm proud of us
You should be proud too

Dear self,
Don't do stupid shit
You've made it this far
And you'll make it till end