I didn't go to the last three
I originally didn't want to go
Because it's not really my thing
But it's my senior year
So why the hell not
Well it's not thing
At all
But he told me I should still
And have fun
And enjoy the night
Because it's my senior year
It's still not my thing
And I think it won't be
Okay maybe
a little later in life
Probably
Maybe not
Who knows
Dances are not my thing
YOU ARE READING
Oblivion
PoetryA random book with my poetry. Poetry based on the end of my junior and to the end of my senior year of high school. Cover was done by @gracemccleskey
