Everything's different

by Steph   Aug 28, 2007


New places, new faces
caught up in the game.
A rush to remember
the people and names.

Scared but excited,
nervous but not.
Trying to make friends
without losing who I've got.

I hope this is where I'm meant to be,
that I find where I fit in.
I hope it's not too long before I'm comfortable in my skin.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    Overall, this was better than any way I could express it.

  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    I feel exactly like this a lot, except for the exciting part. 5/5