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.