Growing up "'different" is hard,

Growing up "'different" is hard,

people label you and that's that.

We always moved from one yard to another yard,

we finally settled in a little town known as Keystone Heights.

Again there were labels - mine was the "shy quiet jewish girl",

but soon I met my best friend.

We were there for each other through it all,

bad choices, good choices, family problems, and hateful individuals, 

and we will be till the end.

Soon I found my true love,

who is there for me no matter what.

So as I come to the end of high school,

I have not only my wonderful family but my best friend and love.

So though the journey was rough,

my family, friends, and God has made me tough.

I will take all my experiences and memories with me on to the next chapter of my life.