The part of me you have yet to meet

The Next Step

The time is now
I'm no longer home
Miles and miles away
I feel I can breathe slightly here
For a week all was fine.
The next week dragged me back to reality.
Slowly sweetly lead by the Piper blindly
More and more papers fell upon my head
Almost missed my alarm from sleeping like the dead
Meals abundance at first begin to dwindle
Always moving more than just thumbs twiddling
Extra effort than that of high school needed
Here's to another four years
And additional years in grad.
This is college, it's promised not to be bad
This better not end in tears