In one year
my friendships
will become acquaintances
my home
will become visits
my country
will become a foreigner
my high school
will become a memory
and my future
will become a present
In one year
I will be alone
in a strange country
that I once called mine
In a state
that is so close
yet so far
In a place
that is unknown
I know its exteriors
they always tell me how it is
but they never tell me its content
its inner layer
its under belly
It decorates its outside
for others to enter
but never gives out its true content
People that go there
say it\'s a great journey
filled with adventure
fun
and delight
but others say it\'s a slaughter house
filled with regret
pain
and worries
I guess I will never really know
until the time runs out
after the alarm sounds
in one year