I remember my graduations, scary time. Now I kind of miss those days. The going up to get diploma isn't that bad. It's a bit nerve wracking as you know they're getting up to your name, the "what if I trip or do something stupid I'll remember for the rest of my life?" But you get through it.
After the graduation is where people go see their friends and throw their caps in the air, etc. I bailed on all that and left immediately after it was over.
Underneath the cold November sky, I wait for you... As the pages of my life roll by, I wait for you... I'm so desperate just to see your face, meet me in this broken place...
Be a little brave for a little bit of time.