I see the realization run a cross, these strangers around me. I see the same realization runs across my mind .It is as if someone brought out the orchestra and synchronized swimmers. The curtains finally drawing closed, but all of us are trying to poke, our heads out from out the curtains. Trying to explain to the audience of life the show is not done. They chose not to hear us ,just as we chose not to hear us. We chose not to hear the applause. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is just a short essay of my graduation, that happened in yes 2020.NOT so much as what happen that day ,but how I felt, my emotions basically.