Time to pack it in,
Get on up and out of here.
Leaving with less than I arrived with,
But also more than I could have expected.
I’ve learned a whole bunch of nothing,
And pieces of a few things.
I don’t know where to go,
Or what to say;
I just know I’m leaving,
And my eyes are to remain straight ahead
not looking back for even a second.
My brain is faint,
Eyes are drooping & dropping;
Either I’m tired or too tired of being tired.
And so, is an exit sign or a starting line?
I guess it’s a matter of perspective.
Either way, this is one line
I’m definitely looking to cross.