leaving school
Soon we'll leave
On 24 different streets
And I, will watch
I know some try to forget,
Some people close their eyes
But mine will be open
Tears allowed
I'll watch every of your backs
As your steps go silent
As your face disappeare
As this room get quiter.
For just a while, then
It will be filled with others
And scream and talks.
It will begin again
They will be much more loud
than we were ever
And we will not even be a word.
© khloè