an ode to UB.

Despite all the heartbreak and momentary hate,
 everything seemed to turn out just great.
there were some old faces and definitely some new,
repping their red and black or that gold and blue.
To express how I feel about these people makes me wanna cry,
since to some of these faces, I have to say goodbye.
but, never forget that this experience gave you tools to be on your own,
to make a difference in the world, or the strength to stand alone.
but you will learn real life in one way or another,
even though the outcome can be in more than one color.
when that old skin starts to shed and fade away,
reminsice about where you started and how you got where you are today.
And the day that new person and appreciation is found,
 just remember the meories of the family that is Upward Bound.