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Questions of A Confused College Girl
What do I do?
Where do I go?
Will there ever be a day
When I'm certain of what I know?
I compare myself to others far too easily
Hoping to become a person I'm never meant to be
Does anyone else mourn the death of childhood
Just as much as I?
Or stand alone in winter's chill
And admire the starry sky?
Sentimentalism haunts me- it's a blessing and a curse
Forcing me to accept Change- for better or for worse
Where do I belong?
Why was I made?
Will these questions be answered
Before my youthful fade?
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Isabelle Smith
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