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drivers license
driver's license.
oh how I wish I could drive.
wanting to live the driving
experience every person
has.
lots of studying, lots and
lots. It's like it never ends.
you learn something new
about driving each and every day.
the urge to just force to teach
myself to drive is a forever dream,
but the negative thoughts in my head
tells me no.
crashes and accidents here and there
fender benders everywhere.
so much money,
just to get a little scratch fixed.
but oh is there so many cars to choose
from. from a Toyota, to maybe even a
BMW.
all cars are so nice, but nope. the negative
thoughts never change.
but I want to get away, I want to feel the
breeze through the windows, I want
to blast the crisp sounds of music.
no, still all those negative thoughts.
Why can’t they go away? why is it
so spine chilling.
having to walk from place to place,
or depending on my father or other people
to pick me up, and take me places is
draining.
being made fun of by being an 18 year old
who doesn’t know
how to drive is upsetting.
seeing people younger than me
driving, will forever make me
feel some type of way.
dreams of freedom, a wheel to steer.
license pending, the countdown is near
a license I will get to call mine will
soon to be in my very own hands.
in my heart I say I'm ready, but those negative
thoughts always come circling back around.
practice makes perfect, as they all say.
one day it will be my turn, I pray.
I have to show that I want it,
work hard, think positive.
I will one day have the opportunity to
be free and drive until the wheels
fall off.
When will it ever be my turn?
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