things change

Things change, people change
but so fast, so soon its strange.
Were leaving,
and those diplomas were soon recieving.
And together as this whole?
I feel like i havnt completly reached this goal.
I miss school, I shut them out.
and always I doubt.
I wait for the weekend, so I can drink.
But as soon as I *BLINK*
There I am passed out on that floor.
and I think I can handle more.
The thing that means the most, that singing.
and my part im deffinelty not bringing.
That surgery im getting,
that volleyball im setting.
and those friends, Im slowly letting go..
I can't, I won't, I promise It won't show.
The months are passing quick,
less than eight months left, I feel sick.
All I know is it's time,
time to watch these moments, make them prime.
Letting go of the fakes,
and never keeping my eyes off the high stakes.
This is almost done, and boy I can't wait.
No more bumps, no more hills from here? It's all straight.