Walking down to grab my diploma looking out into the class, I have spent the last four years with, pages have been turned, while gold tears come down my eyes, a smile come upon my face, while I look out into the crowd, finding their love inside my pink heart.

I try to grab diploma, but as I look back, I will miss these faces, not knowing when I will see them again, but I keep running finding that fire blaming inside my pink heart, I keep running to catch yellow pink sun shining in my eyes to create the next page inside my book knowing as time clicks by I will always find my passion.

I will cross this finish line to follow my pink passion that shoots past me while I’m zooming across the finish line.