High school is coming,
Just around the bend.
My mind is racing,
Waiting for the end.
The end of being a child.
Waiting for the start,
Of becoming a man.
While I am pondering this.
My voice is getting deeper.
I'm growing armpit hair.
Changes are happening.
Friends and family seem to stare.
As I grow in front of their eyes,
It's time to be a man.
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