I wish you could see the fear in my eyes,

or the drumming of my fingers against the table.

 

Minutes of my high school career flying by on the clock.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The time goes on.

 

Who I am walks through the hallways with tangled webs of lies,

trailing behind me is the story of my life others have created, or rather a fable.

 

Four years have gone by and still my secrets are under key and lock,

no one got in but one, the one who I think of every dawn.

 

After this year the scenery will change and I'll have a new sight,

with that comes hands shaking, brow prespiring, throat dry.

 

In May I will walk across the glittering stage,

handed what I worked for all of high school.

 

A chance to have my dreams and start a future, oh so bright,

tears will come and goodbyes will follow as dear ones cry.

 

Chains and broken promieses fall away as I break from the cage,

No longer I am a fool.

 

All it takes is a deep breath and a blink,

then it's all over and there's a new adventure waiting to be found, just think.