Senior Year
Hey you.
Congratulations!
You started from the bottom
and (now we here)
you’ve grown enough
to know that positions
and hierarchies don't matter
when you don’t take it
all to heart.
You are no longer that girl
who made sharpened blades out
of others’ opinions;
today they fall like flowers
at your feet,
having the choice to
pluck them from the ground,
gather a bouquet,
or just
keep walking.
Little steps forward,
for now you at least know
what not to wear,
attempting the mysterious
powers of socialization.
Yes, you still have
that middle school residue
lodged inside your arteries,
but your paths are
looking clearer now,
like how the blue skies
scream future
and you’re stressed,
but happy.
You’ve found a palace
in a library
and a home
in a friend group.
You’ve found a strength
within you to grow branches
in your mind and feathers
on your back.
So congratulations.
You made it.