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May 2013
i graduate in a week
planning all of my party and who to invite and greet
it hit me that you are gonna be there
its been 11 years
since you passed
it just hit me
you never got to see me grow up
you never got to see me at my lowest  of lows
my highest of highs
my crys my sighs, my laughs and my ability at my terrible math
12 years of hell the worst and best 12 years old my life,
and its all just passed me by
and it
just
hit me
your not going to be there with me
the day i take my diploma and am legally considered independent
not only does this scare the hell out of me but
you wont get to see me this day walk onto that stage,
how unfair can that be?
i was just thinking about graduation and my grandpa, its kinda all over the place i know.
nash
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