Last Day of High School.

Drastic changes, confused faces fill the hallways of school.
The final day has come to us and yet we‘re unaware,
That soon it is time to leave behind all the things we know.
In the caf we sit and talk, taking pictures of this moment,
Of all the students laughing and everyone actually getting along.
Empty yearbooks with white blank pages
Are covered with what we’ve written,
With messages that make us smile and makes us warm inside.
They sign their names with joy and hope,
Forgetting that we may not remember,
The friendship that we shared when we were all together.
Three bells have rung with pens held in our hands.
And yearbooks on our lap, we don’t bother to go to class.
Friends run around exchanging books,
Looking for space to write.
Overlapping other messages just to write good luck.
Then there are novels filling up spaces,
That cover the entire book.
These are the ones that make us cry,
Because we know soon it’ll be goodbye.
But even as the day is over and we have our final walk,
In our minds we see that we’ll always keep in touch.
We begin to study for exams as we worry about our marks.
Forgetting about the day we spent until we need a break,
From the reviews we made and the notes we studied,
That will be on tomorrows test.
But at that moment, we don’t care and begin to look at pictures.
We stare at the memories and see how we’ve grown,
Throughout the years of high school.
The end we rather not face, we try to clear our minds.
But distraction stays as time runs out,
So we call our friends to cheer us up,
And soon we’re all so happy.
Until we leave the phone and think in our heads,
We may lose each other soon.
I check the time it’s a minute to twelve,
And I count down to when the day ends.
The clock changes, and I smile,
Thinking of how proud we are.
I lie down in my bed until it hit me at midnight,
That this time, it really is farewell.

-nkmdoza.