The road to independence.

All of a sudden I'm growing so fast,
Far away from home, independent at last.
The days seem endless and so repetitive.
And the competitive side of me,
Refuses to let tears hit the floor...
Father said sweat is what success demands for.
Overwhelmed by high expectations,
Amazing is standard - no congratulations given.
Every day such a battle in attempting to thrive,
I'm surviving but I long to be alive.

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