it's always hard
to be the one left behind
i feel as if i have been left in the dust
for you are all gone
off to stanford and dartmouth you go
but i am still here
i now walk down the hallway alone
as do you
for i miss you
and i'll always be with you

wherever you go

we are connected,
it may not be blood
but there is something
it draws us together
closer than ever
we talked everyday,
for the age difference didn't bother us

until the day you graduated
and went away to dartmouth
leaving me alone, in high school
with the stereotypical preps

i miss you everyday
with all my heart
those texts don't compare
to those moments we shared that year

i will never forget what we had
late night snapchats
and procrastination tacos
i miss you everyday.

we want to escape,
everyday.
but we are stuck
in an endless cycle.
of youth.

we can't escape it,
as if it will never end.
but one day the world
will be in our hands.

our generation,
of iphones and reputations.
will run the world
but for now,

enjoy what we can
of hell and society.
and we are headed
to better days,
and happy endings...

day after day
month after month
time if flying
time of the youth,
wasted.

everyday we run away
in our minds.
somewhere, our own place.
each day goes by,
another wasted day.

one day, we will have to
grow up, move on.
but now is our time,
to waste.

because one day
it will be gone, days of our
lives. but for now,
the time is ours,
our golden age.