Without Me

By Keira De Vita

As far as the eye can see

A bird soaring through the sky

A plane taking off towards a tropical paradise without me

That is how far it feels until the end of school. 

AP test coming but never arriving

Study study study till I cannot anymore

It all is moving way too fast, yet way too slow.

And it is all moving without me

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