Today was the seniors last day And it never really occurred to me Before today That I may never see these people again. And I only know a few of these seniors So why does it still feel like something's ending? But next year, there will be new seniors. And it will be their last day. And the year after that? All of my friends. People who will define my teenage experience And I won't see half of them ever again. And the year after that. That will be the last day I step foot In the school where I became The person I've always dreamt of being. And it will be the last day That I can feel Like the person I once was. But maybe endings Are just quiet beginnings That haven't introduced themselves yet.