Sonnet of the Last Summer

And now, my world, it’s time for me to leave
Death, say goodbye through a dense cloudy lens
A brisk, sorrowful treasured life to grieve
Peek through the vale, and losing dearest friends
Who deemed this just, measures deeply cruel?
When I came here my years began at one
Twelve lives, twelve grades, my twelve years of school
I bid farewell, the journey now is done
Snap my fingers, I stare upon the dawn
Turn away, sweetly bid my world adieu
Pray tell me now, I beg, before I’m gone
Did I earn it? What is it that was meant?
My acceptance will wash me of my sins
New lives, new years, for now I’m one again.