Poem
That time of year
My minds racing ,
My legs are pacing ,
My breath is heavy,
I’m feeling edgy,
My thoughts are off the hook,
I’m lost Like a different language in a book ,
My heart can’t keep up,
As my legs try to run and jump,
And when I try to keep track,
My thoughts go out of whack,
Time feels shorter than ever,
And I’m struggling on knowing I have forever
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