Excitement Or Anxiety

Poetry

Energy leaves your fingers tingling,

Leg bouncing,

Heart pounding.

You never know what tomorrow will bring,

What your future will be,

Or what you believe.

Everything’s different

But it’s still really the same,

Your all the time forgetting everyone’s name!

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Aeris

“One should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not from reading in dim light!” “What’s a horizon? Is it like the end of an isle of books?” -Strange the Dreamer