I feel the weight of the world weighing heavily on my shoulders.
It's wearing me down so thin,
I don't know how much longer I can keep standing on my own two feet.
My steady ground is crumbling right underneath of me,
And there's no possible way of repairing it.
My knees are buckle'n. My faith is shaking.
Where did my sturdy platform go?
Where's that strength everyone promised me I had?
Cause I sure as hell don't know. I don't feel it in my heart.
I feel the pressure of failure. I feel the anxiety of letting everyone down
in the final stretch of this race called high school.
Race. Funny how I just called it a that. Well it was a race, wasn't it?
We all wanted to grow up and get out of school so quickly,
But now that its almost over, we all wish we could take it back.
Hold on to this little piece of eachother, forever.
But we can't.
And as much as we may have hated it at times, we loved it more than anything.
We loved the closeness. The togetherness. The bonds. The people.
The love. The endless love of our friends. Fuck it, our family.
So the weight of high school may be lifted, but that's not what's weighing me down.
It's the weight of the reality. The weight of real life outside of these four walls.
I don't think I'm ready for this. My shoulders are too small for this heavy burden.
But the burden is mine now...so I guess its time to get thick skinned and embrace it.

"So there goes my life,
Passing by with every exit sign.
It's been so long,
Sometimes I wonder how I will stay strong.
No sleep tonight,
I'll keep on driving these dark highway lines.
And as the moon fades,
One moment gone, only twenty more days.

But I will see you again,
I will see you again,
a long time from now."

-Dallas Green