So often,
I find myself giddy
with excitement.
Excitement for summer,
excitement for the independence
that will come with it.
So often,
I find myself
nervous,
sad,
a mix of many
unidentified emotions,
sometimes controllable,
sometimes the opposite.
So often,
I find myself simply happy,
really happy,
for no apparent reason,
and when this feeling
runs through my mind,
as if finally free,
I try to lock it up once more,
in hopes of saving it for
other days,
when I,
or perhaps someone else,
might need it more.
I find myself giddy
with excitement.
Excitement for summer,
excitement for the independence
that will come with it.
So often,
I find myself
nervous,
sad,
a mix of many
unidentified emotions,
sometimes controllable,
sometimes the opposite.
So often,
I find myself simply happy,
really happy,
for no apparent reason,
and when this feeling
runs through my mind,
as if finally free,
I try to lock it up once more,
in hopes of saving it for
other days,
when I,
or perhaps someone else,
might need it more.
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