I wrote this when I graduated 8th grade it was a new year and new people. I was scared.
It may be only eighth grade but you should know it was hard.
I cried because I was leaving and now the reopened scars.
It wasn't just receiving my diploma it was graduating into a world unknown
It was leaving behind every nook and cranny that was new and going someplace foreign.
I miss everyone but not quite the same
I hope we keep in touch
And, those 6 years weren't in vain
believe me I love you all but we must part ways
But be happy everyone
