The Last Day
it was meant to be a day of fun
but how could I have fun
when all I could think
was how I was the only one
the only one out of sync
I knew on that day
I'd never go to school with them again
I'd never get to say
"hey, can I borrow a pen"
never be teammates with them
never go to another dance
should have cherished it when I had the chance
we'd even already graduated
so this really was the last time
in my head the decision was long debated
maybe we'd see eachother during the summertime
at least I hoped. because I chose to leave everything I knew
to seek a better future for myself too
Looking back on the past years
I am heartbroken in some ways
of course I shed many tears
the hurt of losing a best friend never fades
I've come out of it with some success
formed bonds stronger than I thought possible
even gave a salutatorian's addresss
on that last day it didn't seem tangible
but I knew I had changed and could never go back
I made that choice for my future, my career
I was not a kid anymore, that much was clear
I was finally ready for my highschool years
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