The Things I Think I Miss as a High School Student

i miss what i'm missing out on

i miss what i can't have

i miss my life

 

i miss people that can't be brought back 

i miss their words

i miss his calm

i miss her storm

i know they're better off anyway

 

i know one day i'll miss the "no"

i'll miss not having to make my own decisions

i'll miss these messy, stupid years

i'll miss the stress and high emotion

i know i will

but for now-

 

*read it again 

This poem is about: 
Me

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