What Will Become of Me
Like a summer day in June
When the flowers start to bloom
Love is in the air
The sweet delight of the morning so bright
You can only think of the happy thoughts with delight
Families enjoy people go out
And you see all the children running all about
And all you can think is summer is finally here
Another day that passes in life and
I wonder to myself what will life be like
What would it be like for a kid like me
When i am just merely 16
Wondering where will I go
What will i be
Do I know what I want
What is really meant for me
I sit in my room looking at the moon
Pondering what will I grow to be
Will I become something or
Will something become of me
Will I ever marry and have a family
As a kid I have seen many things in life
Growing up
From the rich to the poor to the in between
From the happy to the sad to the just satasified
I sit and wonder and worry about what will become of me.
By Naderia Bookram
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