Count down slowly
The girls won't turn their noses up at you
The jocks will put on weight and lose their appeal
The bad teachers will fade from memory
Backstabbing ex's will miss your smile
The "freaks" will realize that their originality is a facade
One breath
Good people emerge in view
Girls who laughed at your jokes
Guys who called just to chill
Teachers who taught you how to think
And also how to write
Family that gave you morals
And challenged you to debate
One day you'll rise above all of this
Make your money having your say
So relax for now
This won't hurt a bit.
~Andy
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