Had I known,
That day is real
That it would chase us down
Through the bad hair days,
The bad tests and the late-night studies
Or through the drives with friends and listens to the same music we did
And through friend groups and teachers
And although I wasn’t running from it, exactly
I didn’t think it was truly real
Or that it would ever catch us
But that day is real
And it’s slowly creeping up.