For the Graduates

You are there in that light of lights
A step towards the rest of your life
Hunt or be hunted, bum it up if you want to
Your choices by now shall be your own

Never forget those lessons learned
The first of struggle, the first of redemption, the first of failure
You are more than just grades on paper

A crab, a seagull, a flounder

You're like a Disney princess
It is a double edged sword
But who cares, no big deal, you want moooore

Here the waves have parted
Subtlety has been damned by the naked sand
Your goals lie half drowned by the shore

Your actual ending was to be sea foam
The morals somewhat altered from the core
But what harm is there in trying
To exist is to eventually be no more