To the high school girls I know,
And the ones I do not,
You are so much more than you think,
In case you have forgot.
You are more than the boy who broke your heart,
And the girl who gives you mean glares,
You are more than the words that are said,
and the ones written in the bathroom upstairs.
Whether you still have four years,
Or four months left,
You can make it, I promise,
And that's a promise that can be kept.
Just enjoy this time,
For it is a celebration,
Because life gets real,