The End is Near

As I sit here and contemplate my future, I'm struck by the simple nature of my existence. I eat, sleep, and breathe. I dream, plan, and ponder. I work, play, and live. Yet, as the everwiding gap of school ending fast approaches, I'm unable to contemplate existence beyond my comfort zone. What happens when I step out in the world of work? What happens when there's no more barriers, boundaries or misconceptions keeping me back. In truth, my life has been sheltered, sometimes incredibly so, by my parents. I love them, but if I can't fail on my own, how can I ever recover from a real problem?

I stand on the brink. Ahead of me lies what I am to become. Behind me stands my past and those who support me and love me, friends and family, and those years of becoming that I've lived through. What will become of me? Where will I land whence I jump this gap? I have nothing but knowledge, drive, and an unattainable dream. Whose to say what I can accomplish?

I will be free.
Free to stand alone.
Free to stand together.
Free to be anything I want to be.
Free to define myself by others.
Free to define myself.
Free.
Free.
Free to define others.
Free to build walls and break them.
Free to stand up and move out.
Free to shape my lever to move the world.
Free to kick the axis out, and spin the world on a string of my own devising.
Free is what I will be.
Free.

I feel: =/ Troubled