It was cold and lonely but felt like home
High school was nothing close to perfection
But now it is time to go roam
On my own wandering like a lost soul
I do not know what tomorrow holds
Which makes me more excited for the whole
Knowing that it’s time to lose the blindfold
Now is the future, the future is now
Running head first into reality
Even though temptation is on the prowl
I will not let it run me up the tree
A caterpillar to a butterfly
It’s time to spread my wings and say goodbye
Author Bio:
Kyra is an 18-year-old from Dallas, TX. She thoroughly enjoys reading, writing and playing soccer. She will be attending Texas Woman’s University in the fall as a nursing major.