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My Only Legitimate FearWhat to do? It seems as insignificant as a drop of water,
but it weighs heavily,
like a blue whale in the ocean of my soul.
After the school bell rings for the last time
And all of the seniors flee, like drunks out of a baseball stadium,
I will still be here.
I will be left behind, unknowing what to do with myself.
With my life.
With the rest of my time.
The skyscraper of possibilities towers of me.
Im a speck of dust.
I just want to be remembered.
To make my mark on the world.
The world is like a human body and I am a cell.
A single cell.
What can a single cell do on its own?
There are too many people.
Not everyone is remembered.
After they die, they and the memories of that person are discarded
Like a stray piece of hair.
I am merely one cell.
How will I chose to prove my worth to the body?
Will I prove my worth?
Will I fail?
The career ideas are like battleships
Waging war in my mind.
One idea trying to bear all of the others
But the devastation is too much.
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