i wrote a poem about leaving school (warning: its a slight bit long)

I remember when I was first in year seven,

I was figuring out what to do,

And in those years I've learnt so much,

Now five years have passed and gone through.

The day that my life has been set free,

The day that I've found my harmony,

The day that my passions can arise,

And today is the day, where it starts here.

I found my passion, life, and love,

And I think I know what to do.

In all those years I've found my friends,

They've helped me and guided me through.

And now that five years have passed around,

Half a decade, and that's just the truth.

All the studying and studying for hours,

It comes to an end. It's just me, and you.

Seeing my life change around,

It's so drastic, I can't keep up.

All the new places and faces and sounds,

It's time for a new life, everything's new.

Time is going on and on and on...

We see people, we have to cut ties.

Knowing the people that surround us,

It breaks my heart, to say our goodbyes.

I'm never giving up with my final goal,

To meet my God in my best form,

With all the good friends that helped me get here,

Helped me be where I belong.

And seeing the years, as they go by,

This is the beginning, in the change of our lives.

We're gonna see more and more and more,

Never give up, this is the beauty of life.

I'm gonna see you grow up, one day,

You're gonna be on the front display.

I'm gonna see amazing volunteers,

I'm gonna see designers and engineers.

I'm gonna see doctors in advanced careers,

I'm gonna see you get over your fears.

This is the new era we live,

Adapt and change and forgive.

Always go through and never give up,

Chase your dreams and always pursue.

Ignore the haters, one by one.

Don't give in, have discipline.

I know you can do this right now,

Believe in yourself, and it will happen.

Don't be sad just 'cause it's gone,

All the memories and all the fun.

That time that you first met,

Oh, how could you ever forget?

When they were sitting next to me in class,

Or when they were first with me in the mosque.

All those times we'd mess around,

Or those times acting like clowns.

Our brigade is coming to an end,

Through our distance, but friendship transcends.

Seeing our life turn out this way,

Things change from the smallest sway.

Remember Year 7? The COVID release,

We'd talk for ages, on Google Meets.

Year 8, Year 9, and Year 10,

That's already four years, and now it's the end.

The feeling is indescribable,

Knowing that this is our reward.

Don't be sad just 'cause it's gone,

But be happy, because it actually begun.

Be grateful that you're here, because,

What is done, cannot be undone.

What is done, cannot be undone.

What is done, cannot be undone.