They tell me everything will be ok
They say it’s not the end of the world
They say there is more fish
They say that is just high school
I knew it was coming
I braced myself for it
I had know how it felt before
But this pain hurts more then before
Like me it grows with time
The ocean doesn’t seem to have the same breeze
The stars don’t seem to twinkle the same
The flowers don’t seem to smell the same
The moon doesn’t seem to be as full
The world has lost some of its luster
Turn my head away from you
Look at my feet in shame
Bite my tongue so hard it starts to bleed
Cover my eyes with my hands
Try to shut you out to stop the pain
Drawn an image of what is happing
Paint a picture of who you see
Compose a song to tell the world
Write a poem about how you feel
None will have anything to do with me
Well everything is not ok
And the world will not end soon enough
The sea is an empty place for me
They also tell high school is the best time of our lives
And I still feel this way and will remain that way
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