Leaving is always hard

Leaving is hard...packing and deserting the place you call home

I feel like crying as I shove things into boxes that cannot possibly contain all the memories and feelings I want to carry with me

The day has come, I am being forced from these hallowed grounds

My home is slamming its doors on me...I lie on the ground debating whether or not to run into traffic...when a calming shadow leans over my crumpled form

My mother has come to carry me and my self pity to the car

She is quiet and understanding as I claw into the car door...I do not want to live

Summer means social issolation...I might as well hibernate for two months

My friends are my life...we are connected

How am I supposed to live without them

I will shrivel into an empty husk and die!!!

My mother silently laughs as she drives the crying, drama riden blob that used to be a sane college student

But really...can a college student ever be sane?

Author's Note

This about my feelings on leaving college for the summer

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[Penny Ellen]

lol trust me, I know. I've moved enough times to understand this... but also enough times to know how to deal with it. :P