Last day. Half day.
The last day of daily laughter.
The last day of jerks.
The last day of our seniors.
The last day of seeing the faces I can't see.
The last day of being a fish.
The last day of my usual life.
The last day of endless hours.
The last day of freshman year.Thanks.
YOU ARE READING
When Boredom Strikes.
PoetryRandom stuff from the random face in a crowd of random people who's words will never be able to be said outloud.