We just growed out of ourselves
In our teenage rebellion, we once sacrificed Those peculiar sensations, deep within us enticed For we settled debates on symbolism's plea Of a red balloon in English class, oh, the debates were fiery. But in this journey, we've found a different truth Not outgrown school itself, but outgrown our youth We've surpassed the fleeting joy of a half-mark gain Outgrown the narrow happiness tethered to such a mundane domain We've shed the burdens of our youthful naivety Casting off the baggage of unrealistic dreams with levity. We've outgrown the fanciful notions that once held sway Replaced with a mature perspective that guides our way. I've transcended every phase, once intended to conclude Not merely due to the school's destined end, but my own interlude. I've outgrown the chapter that defined my days For my personal phase has evolved in myriad ways.