With all the trouble brewing
A storm is slowly coming
It's a matter of how we live through it
Because the pressure on my shoulders
Gets heavier everyday
And the fear of failure
Seeps in my mind everytime
But the end of the tunnel is near
And the light gleaming
Should I give up when I made this far
Or simply push since it's a start
Of a new chapter I will face
My knees are shaking
With my limbs trembling
I am terrified and excited to the extent
But when did that ever stop me?
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