She used to experience a time passing in fast motion
But with every new grade reveals a new emotion.
As she grows, the grand movie around her begins to dwindle
With some lost friendships she cannot rekindle.
Even worse, she does not know what to expect
Not just in school, but in herself, a much more vast subject.
She sails through treacherous storms, no doubt.
She holds the desire to jump overboard without taking a new route.
Highschool is a complex ocean, but she knows she will recover.
From the depriving work, troubling friendships, and disheartened feelings to discover
Her eyes flash around the halls with her grief attached to her as a heavy chain.
She encounters honest relationships, yet she longs young freedom once again.
She distracts herself with harmless parties and nights full of delight.
Alas, she admits the best part of every conversational evening is to only say goodnight.
But she is the strongest of all warriors, as she had conquered her own anxiety and forged guilt.
After her exhausting battle, she arose as a phoenix from a scorching flame newly built.
So here I am to remind her that she deserves her young freedom more than she understands.
She knows her worth and holds it, strung through an independent band.
