Grown in My Own Way
Before I knew it,
or had time to finish blinking
or taking a deep breath,
blue caps fell down around me
and those I have known for so long -
our tassles glittering in the fluorescent lights,
mimicking our eyes/hearts/lives.
No more of passing everyone in the hallway,
no more quick waves before classes
or tiny conversations outside the door -
once we leave,
with our blue gowns open
and our dreams/ambitions/fears exposed,
we all will get caught separately
into the net of college/work/life.
This sense of pride and freedom
masks the doubts/insecurities/strictness
that only high school provided me.
Packing my room into boxes and totes,
saying my goodbyes to the white walls
I fell asleep within/lived within/grew within,
sprouted my understanding -
I was no longer a kid/a high schooler/a child
but grown, in my own ways.