New Kids,

New School.

New Schedule,

New rules.

Everything is just so awfully...
NEW

If you were to ask how i'm going to do it, I honestly wouldn't have a clue.

Will people like me? Will I fit in?

Would dropping out of school be considered a sin?

New backpacks,

More Panic Attacks.

Locker room?

Ultimate doom.

All these anxieties over Stupid Things,

Because I know i'll jump everytime the bell rings.

I'm scared and not afraid to admit it.

Because in my misery, I now refuse to sit.

New Fears,

Four Years.

More Homework

I hope the kids in high school won't treat me like a jerk.

I don't have any idea where I'm going,

And I despise not knowing.

It's like going on a rollercoaster ride with your eyes shut tight,

You have to put trust in the universe that everything will be alright.

While everything may be new,

You'll be okay as long as YOU stay true to YOU.