I don't know
Why people say goodbye
There's nothing good
About bye
You're leaving
Going away
I'm going away
I'm leaving
The memories
Of the laughter
The tears
Joy
Strife
Hidden moments in dark rooms
They're all mine to keep
To cherish
And next week
As I cry
As I roam the empty halls
I'll know that everything
I've learned
And known
Will stay with me.
I simply have to convince myself
That I'm strong enough
To do this
To make this move
And to bear the weight
Of what could've been
But I'm ready
And this needs to happen
It must.
I know
That I'm leaving behind
Five friends
That have molded me into
Who I am today
(You know who you are)
I will keep in touch
You'll see that piercing
The bright streaks in my hair
I'll come to those parties
I'll make it.
Just you wait and see.
Maybe there is something okay
About [good]bye
After all
Okay, bye
Sycamore
7th grade
Becky
Grace
Caroline
Lydia
Katherine
Krishan
Ethan
Connor
Grant
Thomas
Agrayan
Max M.
Max B.
Arubabh
Alex
Arya
Faizn
Andrew
Kavin
Sevien
Aaron
Soumya
Nicole
Brendan
Prynathi
Lillian
Julia
Zoe
Priya
Sophie
Quincey
Adhi
Pryanka
Donovan
Jayanth
Amy
James
Michelle
I'll miss all of you
For different reasons
Some more than others
But that's okay
Not everyone was made to fit
To be best friends.
So
Okay bye Sycamore.
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