Everyone lies. Everyone tries to be something they're not.
Nobody can keep a secret for their life & friendships that
have lasted years are broken. Believe it or not, this world
actually exists. it goes by the name of high school.
And I think that maybe, we aren’t scared because the thought of failure, but the thought of leaving everything behind that has brought us to this point in our lives. Maybe the heart wrenching pain we feel in our minds and in our heats, the lump in our throats is the result of realizing that after 12 years, 2160 days, we finally have to let go. We have to let go of the people who we have grown up with and known our whole lives, the people who know us better than anyone will, the people who know us more than we know ourselves. The people who have been there with us from the beginning, and who have gone through every bump in the road along the way, right there together. This feeling is the end of the beginning; the end of everything we have known and grown accustomed to for so many years, and this means leaving everything familiar behind. Letting go of the past and saying hello to the rest of our lives. This feeling we have is called scared. Scared to death that nothing will ever be the same. That as soon as we walked off of that stage holding the rolled up piece of paper we had been dying to get for so long, everything changed. For all our lives, this year was what we had been looking forward to. Our whole lives had been preparation for this year, when we would graduate from being learning students to becoming alumni and experiencing ‘real life’. All these years we have been saying "I cannot wait until I get out of here" and now that the time is here, we have suddenly become statues, unwilling to leave behind this comfort zone that we have called home for so many years. This is the end of the beginning.
Growing up sucks, not all kisses are magic, not all guys live up to your expectations. But there are moments where romance, friendship, love, everything just falls in place and that makes growing up worth it.
Walking through the halls of high schools is quite similar to walking through a battle field... you are never quite sure what you will find lying around the bend... everyone seems to be thinner, taller, blonder, prettier, and tanner than you... they all seem to be having the time of their lives despite the educational setting... they all seem to have the most friends and the most people to say hello to walking through the halls. Well, life isn't what it seems. Most of those people just surround themselves with others because they are too deathly scared to be alone. They are so scared that they aren't really friends, they just pretend... because without those people they would be nothing. They hurt just like you do. They notice the imperfections in their own faces as well even though your eyes cannot see them. They notice how the girl next to them is taller and thinner... even though you don't. Maybe sometimes it's what you don't see that makes you more alike than you'll ever know.
I'll Remember the laughter as we go our seperate ways, but there's so much we're learning and we can not be afraid. There's a world outside our door and nothing in our way. But if it's not what we're both looking for we'll meet again someday |