hey... at least i'm graduating.

well soon i graduate, i wish i could tell you im excited, you know.

maybe if things had turned out normal then i might've.

but instead four years has turned into mounths in my house,

i know i shouldnt be upset, because people are dying and

thats what we should be worried about. but,

i want to be selfish right now, i want to walk across that stage

and give my bow, i want to celebrate with my friends, 

the fact that we made it to the end.

y'know we worked hard, cried hard, studied hard

for this upcoming day.

but its being ripped away the came way my heart is being torn.

what do you want me to say? 

you want me to smile and say we did it?

or can i just admit it hurts.

but hey... 

at least we are graduating. 

 

 

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