Graduation day is only months away
And i'm somewhere between:
"Oh I'm gonna miss all my classmates"
And
"I'll never gonna see your stupid faces ever again, halleluiah!"

Found a job even before graduation day
GPA: 3.779
"My God thats so sublime!"
"You obviously spent a lot of time studying and working hard, your such a good student"

Freshmen year, what should I study?
Environmental science or environmental policy?
Gear towards engineering or develop a philosophy...
Probably, eventually, something that applies to me, it needs to be just right for me, yes... a job thats ideal for me...
My god help me, this is ******* insanity, I have to increase my probability of getting paid for doing an accepted activity that specializes my mental ability but allows me to continue developing my creativity but I honestly don't know what is right for me !

Sophomore year, **** it.
lets have some fun college is nowhere near done,
I'll study this ******* I'm learning and hunt for any desires I'm yearning.
I'll take a break from you just to see what I can do, its okay because I'll always still love you.
I'll take this internship now, take a break from college
come back home, wow, this *****, I really miss college.
Well I'm home now for 7 months, I guess I'll come back to you
I know I'm confusing, I'm sorry.

Junior Year, what the **** happened here the end is so ******* near
Its time to put everything on overdrive
I'm going to gear up and buckle up because it may be a bumpy ride

Senior Year, okay its ending. Maybe I should end us too.
I keep doing so good. I'm writing an honors thesis now. I presented. My work was published. I got a B plus... I got a job... I'm not your boyfriend anymore. How come my words stopped rhyming?

Gowns we never thought we would wear
Caps fit to ruin great hair

Gym floor shoe squeaks
Senior year: complete

Stuck between a friend and a ****
Watching the hands on the drowsy clock

Receiving a paper and a handshake
Twelve years too late

Cap in hand and smiles all around
My hat took flight, only to kiss the ground

But my timing was off
My clouded thoughts

Fuzzy and murky due to
A simple "I love you"

For the boy who waited
Seven years to say it

Know that I won't forget you

The big day
No more
I’m crying sore
All the hype is gone
Yet
Oh! Im growing too strong
You hurt me no more

Four years have passed and I can say it went by pretty fast.

A final day to look back and know how far you’ve come, maybe just a peek of your success in what you have done.

Now it’s time for your graduation waiting desperately patiently walking down the aisle for your diploma, a symbol of everyday formula.

You already learned the golden rule, ready to use knowledge as your tool.

Now you can be free to set the stage, like a life book for every page.

I can really say I am a proud brother in what you’ve achieved, that you came this far all these years.

There so many careers out there for you to choose, whatever you choose I will be on that path to support you to make your dreams come true.

You completed the beginning of life; you have the intelligence, the will and the power, everything combined and more.

I love you sis in my eyes and heart you’ll always shine!

**By Jacob Cuadro

Graduation came early in the month of June

I stood in line, waiting to enter the room

You were right there, beside me with a look of gloom.

you asked out loud, "do i really need to wear this [cap] the whole time?"

and i was the only one to answer, "of course! we're graduating."


I watched you the entire time, clapping louder than everyone when you were called.

However, unlike my cacophonous clapping. I remained silent, even though every fiber of me wanted to tell you,

**I've been in love with you since junior year.

Throughout my eighth grade year
I have tried to flourish my writing
You were always there
Teaching me techniques and giving me criticism
Believing in me always

Your sarcasm always made me laugh
And you have a fun way of teaching
I was always engaged in your class
Even when trucking through Shakespeare
You kept me from falling into a pit of confusion

First core Language Arts
Was my favorite class
And I always hated when it was over
Staying for Spartan Time helped
And I was always excited for Genius Hour

You're someone who I will remember
And who I hope will keep a look-out
For my name in a bookstore
I will miss you,
Thanks for everything

written May 27, 2015

"I feel alive
I feel consumed with happiness and achievement
For I've made it to the finish line
And there's no looking back
This week is monumental and a stepping stone into the big world unknown
Momma, I made it
and from this point forward
I will blossom into the flower I deserve to be
Confidence is key and I've got the lock
For I am finally falling into myself a trust fall I once never felt comfortable falling into
I will do well
I will prosper
I made it"

adulthood.
some restrained feeling
of weightlessness. some glorified
illusion of freedom. someone's swan song
towards the next novel of their fleeting life.

graduation.
ceremonial sacrifice
to the beings well-versed in
control. we dance for the puppet
masters until we are nothing more than
cogs in this twisting, rusted machine.

change.
excuses aren't acceptable;
shut up and do what they say.
be the person they're molding always,
every second, as the sun falls down and the
moon reminisces on your beaten down dreams.

thought.
an unadulterated process,
at least, it starts that way. we start
like a blank state, tabula rasa theory and all.
we end up "cultured", crammed with discrimination,
hatred, disappointment, and drowning in the media's grip.
we are all slowly dying, becoming the very thing we swore to
forget.