Alumni

It is almost time to say goodbye.
Underneath the lights of the stage I will cry
We are all dressed in blue.
Oh no, here comes my cue
I look into the crowd,
my thoughts scream so loud.
The words are falling out.
My senior class begins to shout.
We raise our hats and toss them into the air,
all of us are aware.
Aware that our favorite time,
has now reached its prime.
That was my goodbye
I will defy, I will not cry.
Oh my soul,
I cannot control.
I cry
I realize that I am now an alumni.

~E
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I wrote this two weeks before my graduation. It is my interpretation of what is to come.