White lines, passing me by on the never ending road.

Bright orange lights, showing my path back, to the unwanted destination.

 

Tired out and still dressed up, after the fantastic ball.

Stuck in a red London bus, with little energy left to talk.

 

My tear stained face, feeling emotionless.

Thoughts passing my mind of the last five years of high school.

 

The surreal feeling of the arrival and end of Prom, filling my body.

Sitting next to my mates, who I hope to still see in the future.

 

Cars passing me by, reminding me of why I’m in this vehicle, and where we’re trying to reach.

The journey’s never ending, and my body is slowly aching.

I want this journey to last, still being in the company of my mates.

 

I wish this night was filmed, so I can see how free, careless and happy I was and felt!

And that video would be a treasured memory, so I never would forget that wonderful night.

 

The last prom has come, and the last dance is over.

The last night together is over… and tomorrow has now arrived.