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I've never cried at graduation,

but I've never lost my best friends,

I've never faced this problem,

I've never seen the end.

And maybe I cry because I realize,

That next year this is me,

Maybe I cry because I know,

It's my responsibility.

Maybe this day doesn't hurt you,

The way it burns my heart,

But I feel like graduation,

Is tearing us apart.

Will you still see me as crazy Kayla,

Or me as a selfish child,

Will you measure our experiences the same,

Or mine weak and always mild.

Will you think of me as forever,

Or will you leave me with this pain,

Will you try to help me feel good,

Or will you leave with nothing to gain.