Will I win first place or fall on my face?
Will I have enough cash, or just scrape by in haste?
Will love come easy, sweet as can be,
Or will I chase shadows no one else can see?
Will friends light up my phone like a star
Will silence stretch out, cold and far?
How do I stop assuming the worst?
Is fearing the fall what makes it hurt?
How do I teach my heart to crave the unseen?
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