The Sound of Silence

There have been three major events that I have dreamed of since I was little; my graduation, my wedding, and having children. In five days as of tiday, the first one happens

I've walked these hallowed halls for thirteen years
and now I long to run through them screaming "It's over, I'm done"
It's time to say goodbye, I'm not sad, but I'm not happy.
When I'm wearing that beautiful designer dress,
eating a fancy dinner, with orchids on my wrist,
while I'm dancing the night away with my best friend,
and the guy I like...two different guys might I add, though they both are my best friends.
When I tell the guy I like that I still like him,
and when I tell him that he has a little more competition then planned,
Maybe something will happen.
Because I've dreamed of what his kisses will be like.
And when we're in the museum, in the planetarium,
when the stars are reflected on the ceiling above us.
It's over, and I know then that it's over for good.
But I can't say I'm sad to leave.
This place has suffocated me and helped me grow
but it's time for me to move on,
to blossom into womanhood, something i've been on the cusp of for years,
to become all I want to be,
To grow up finally,
and feel totally free