A rewrite of my previous poem, "The Camp", from a different perspective.

So I saw this as a potential response post and I'm very sorry if I'm wrong in my assumption, but I decided to write a rewrite from the campers perspective, instead of the campers response. Here it goes, I've written it in a similar structure to the original but in verse. <br><br>"A letter from a camper", by "A camper"<br><br>This poem was inspired by "The Camp" by "A parent"<br><br>This is the camp, the place I go to find my own way. <br>I'm not sure how long I've been here; time doesn't exist in the same way. <br>It's a long drive, but the car ride will be worth it, it always is. <br><br>This is the camp, the place I go to get away. <br>I'm not sure if I can stay, I never have, I may be back tomorrow. <br>It's a long drive, but the car ride will be worth it, it always is. <br><br>This is the camp, the place I go to find my own way. <br>I'm not sure how long I'll be here; time doesn't exist in the same way. <br>It's a long drive, but the car ride will be worth it, it always is.