What a day it was.
My sister wasn't there,
My brother locked himself in the car.
I won almost every award.

But it didn't matter
we still went to a coffee shop
not a nice one
I stayed in the car.

About an hour passed,
my eyes clouded by tears
and finally someone comes out
"Should we buy your sister something?"

So when at last I got home
I rested my head in the pillow
and wished for the day to be over.

So I guess not every graduation is great
and not every poem rhymes...