The Pressure Of PREP.....
In the realm of exams, I first embarked alone, thoughts of Fear and confusion, my constant tone. Worries of the future, clouding my sight, Suicidal whispers, haunting the night. Realizing my thoughts held me in chains, Changed my approach, trying to break free from them Wishing for guidance in the early days, Now trusting myself, finding my ways. Believing in the journey, step by step, Even in failure, lessons I kept. With trust in myself and the path I pursue, Success blooms bright, my fears subdue.
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