Going Into 9th Grade
Heading to high school has been giving me stress,
Did not recognize anyone, felt left out.
Every step I take is like a game of chess,
Could be the top of my class or a dropout.
Always behind on work, I am a huge mess!
Was not understood in class, was full of doubt.
My teachers helped me to kick into high gear,
So it could end as a memorable year.
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