ending credits
this is it. my last final hours of being a high school student. tomorrow i graduate and then there's no turning back. at least i can safely say i made it worth as much as i possibly could. i may not have done everything i wanted to, or things may not have gone as planned, but it's all for the best i know. the way my life has turned out- i wouldn't have it any other way at this point.
my friends are incredible. old and new. i didnt think i'd ever get the chance to finally have friends like them. all i ever wanted was a set group of friends. and i learned that thats not how its suppose to be. grab hold of every person you can., touch anyone and everyone- and we can all get along one way or another. intergrating and meshing- it'll all work itself out. all i'm certain of is that the people im connected to now, i don't ever want to lose that. i just found the people i care for most and im not going to let distance get between what we all have. i dont know what i'd do.
from freshman year till now im a completely different person. looking back on it now, if i could see myself in a mirror, i would just smile knowingly that what i predicted 4 years ago would never happen. infact it would be a 180. and i know 4 years ago, i'd never believe myself. i was never exactly unhappy with the way i was. i was always able to accept myself while attempting to mold myself into the person i wanted ot become. but ive come a long way. im not bullshitting this at all- i know exactly who i am and why i am the way i am. those reasons arent my excuses tho- they're refereces to remind myself that there are always different sides to a situation.
the things i've learned over the past 4 years will be with me forever. im don't easily forget things; every tiny memory is precious. im going to miss my times in Lakeland but im ready to move on. i want to continue growing and the only way to do that is to move myself to bigger plot of dirt. i want to stretch and grow as much as possible- i dont want to mis out on anything. any chance i get im going to take. summer is the beginning of fresh start and a new life. and i couldnt be happier.
i'm not sure how im going to feel tomorrow. so far im just completely indifferent to the whole thing. graduation. big deal. it really hasnt hit me at all. its just the end of another year to me. and im not going to see a lot of people i dont care too much about. thats fine with me- im only gaining from this. i dont think im going to cry. its ok. the people who are worth crying over will still be near me. thats all i care about. but im done with bullshit classes, asshole teachers, and the complete lack of direction and motivation. im ready to buckle down and start my actual life. so come on world- anything you can dish out, i can take. i'm ready for ya.
<3
I can't work
There's too many wars over seas
There's too much creative juice in me to focus in on that…
So I'll pace around, I'll chat with your answering machine
As my thoughts drift into the unclean
I have to take them back
You know, I know, they don't know anything about you and me and all our kind
Reasonless, meaningless superiority
Slaughtered symphonies in our mind
This college cattle call
Ships of a hundred herds of young and wealthy work-horse mules
The teachers labeled all the dreamers fools
"We're not their fucking tool!"
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others,
And the other on our weaponry,
Yeah
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
And a revolution.
And you,
They fit inside of a box
They tie it with their proficient knots,
To keep you in the dark
They're scared of your eyes 'cause they radiate blue
Never ever stop dreamin’ the way you do
The future holds a fuck you for them all
One day someday,
I'll make it out of this
High school hell hole
Fly away
Don't waste time being mad at everything,
Freedoms only a breath away
Caps will fly up
Signal the rifleman
Drop your gown and jet right out
The skies engulfed in our triumphant shouts
Yeah shout it, shout it out
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others and the other on a weapon yeah
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
Let's make love on top of broken blackboards
I'll slide the colored chalk around your every curve
Our bodies warm and doused in perspiration
I'll dry your tears
With torn up college applications
Torn up college applications
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others and the other on a weapon
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
And a revolution
my friends are incredible. old and new. i didnt think i'd ever get the chance to finally have friends like them. all i ever wanted was a set group of friends. and i learned that thats not how its suppose to be. grab hold of every person you can., touch anyone and everyone- and we can all get along one way or another. intergrating and meshing- it'll all work itself out. all i'm certain of is that the people im connected to now, i don't ever want to lose that. i just found the people i care for most and im not going to let distance get between what we all have. i dont know what i'd do.
from freshman year till now im a completely different person. looking back on it now, if i could see myself in a mirror, i would just smile knowingly that what i predicted 4 years ago would never happen. infact it would be a 180. and i know 4 years ago, i'd never believe myself. i was never exactly unhappy with the way i was. i was always able to accept myself while attempting to mold myself into the person i wanted ot become. but ive come a long way. im not bullshitting this at all- i know exactly who i am and why i am the way i am. those reasons arent my excuses tho- they're refereces to remind myself that there are always different sides to a situation.
the things i've learned over the past 4 years will be with me forever. im don't easily forget things; every tiny memory is precious. im going to miss my times in Lakeland but im ready to move on. i want to continue growing and the only way to do that is to move myself to bigger plot of dirt. i want to stretch and grow as much as possible- i dont want to mis out on anything. any chance i get im going to take. summer is the beginning of fresh start and a new life. and i couldnt be happier.
i'm not sure how im going to feel tomorrow. so far im just completely indifferent to the whole thing. graduation. big deal. it really hasnt hit me at all. its just the end of another year to me. and im not going to see a lot of people i dont care too much about. thats fine with me- im only gaining from this. i dont think im going to cry. its ok. the people who are worth crying over will still be near me. thats all i care about. but im done with bullshit classes, asshole teachers, and the complete lack of direction and motivation. im ready to buckle down and start my actual life. so come on world- anything you can dish out, i can take. i'm ready for ya.
<3
I can't work
There's too many wars over seas
There's too much creative juice in me to focus in on that…
So I'll pace around, I'll chat with your answering machine
As my thoughts drift into the unclean
I have to take them back
You know, I know, they don't know anything about you and me and all our kind
Reasonless, meaningless superiority
Slaughtered symphonies in our mind
This college cattle call
Ships of a hundred herds of young and wealthy work-horse mules
The teachers labeled all the dreamers fools
"We're not their fucking tool!"
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others,
And the other on our weaponry,
Yeah
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
And a revolution.
And you,
They fit inside of a box
They tie it with their proficient knots,
To keep you in the dark
They're scared of your eyes 'cause they radiate blue
Never ever stop dreamin’ the way you do
The future holds a fuck you for them all
One day someday,
I'll make it out of this
High school hell hole
Fly away
Don't waste time being mad at everything,
Freedoms only a breath away
Caps will fly up
Signal the rifleman
Drop your gown and jet right out
The skies engulfed in our triumphant shouts
Yeah shout it, shout it out
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others and the other on a weapon yeah
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
Let's make love on top of broken blackboards
I'll slide the colored chalk around your every curve
Our bodies warm and doused in perspiration
I'll dry your tears
With torn up college applications
Torn up college applications
You and me can set them free together
With one hand on each others and the other on a weapon
You and me can set them free together
All I need is your love
And a revolution