Half way through

Half way through

It's the half way point
soon the end point
we're almost there
just within a hair
the end of the year
so very near...

Its that why my heart is a race
my breathing just a trace
almost though this play
intermission some would say
the day takes away
a memory
that will never again be remembered by me

The time I wished would go back
back to the time of that pink pony backpack
back to finger paint
and not staying out to late
but those days are long past
the flag is at half mast

We're almost gone, done
maybe one day I'll have a don
I'd sooner not think
for it makes me weak
I do not wish to cry
though... I may try...

So these are the best years of my life
why are they so ridden with strife?
they are over within a blink
way, way faster then you think
So do study hard
and do not be a lard....

Oh goodness! to walk that path!
to finish this with my math
to be parted from home
to go and roam
out side of school and into the world
i will soon be unflirled

I cannot explain
all the crushing pain
all the shaking fear
oh! so near!
over, over is this dance
never at this place again prance

If life is a dance
this is my chance
if life is over
then I am forever
going to remember the spins
the twirls
the whorls
and the end
as I begin it.... again.