It seems so far away

This graduation day.

It couldn’t come too soon

I wish it was here

Because I really don’t want to stay.

There’s so much more to life

Then this place called high school.

It’s not at all what I’d hoped it would be.

It’s definitely not all it’s said to be.

Drama. Drama. Drama.

Is all I really see.

The best four years of your life?

Please…

That goes beyond being a hoax.

So many people say that it doesn’t get better.

That I’ll regret not enjoying high school while I can.

But I don’t believe that to be the case.

Sure, things could get worse

And eventually hit rock bottom

But after they hit that point

Where else could things go?

Except for a turn

For the better?

This place holds nothing for me

Nothing to be lost, nothing to truly be gained

I don’t think I belong here.

I just don’t belong here.

So…

The day I walk out those doors

Knowing I never have to come back…

Or set another foot upon this school ground

Is the day I’ll finally be free.

The day when maybe, just maybe….

My actual life can begin.

And yes

Maybe one day I will look back

And wish things had been different

But that is something

That I’m prepared to deal with.

As of this point

This place isn’t for me.

You can tell me

That you’re just helping me prepare for my future

Aiding me before I hit real life.

But the truth is

There’s not much this place can do

To really prepare any of us for reality.

You can’t teach us the things in life

That are probably the most important.

Those things are things that

No school, counselor, teacher, or friend

Can teach you, or even point you towards.

The ones you only truly grasp

After living.

But how can I live

And learn what I’ll actually need to know

When I’m stuck here

Sitting at a desk?

So the day I walk out those doors

Is the day

That I’ll begin to soar.