Eden Ever Eastward

Twelve years of school, what did we achieve?

Anxiety, depression, and much self-doubt

We have Algernon’s Flowers and Wrathful Grapes

Their ashes are in my fireplace;

Four years of school, what did we achieve?

Still more uncertainty, but a chance for growth

We have confidence and hope, but still worry 

I stumble through so many mistakes;

Two years of school, what did we achieve?

Connections and a newfound passion for life

We have community and recognition

My past has been thrown to the wayside;

Twenty-three years of life, here I am

Surrounded by acceptance and supported

I am loved by my friends, respected by peers

Your nostalgia is not my Eden.