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When Will It Hit Me?

This is not hard
I'm not joking
When I say that part of my brain must be broken

I'm in a car
Passing Oakland
Leaving my friends and everything I've come to know and

I'm not that sad
That's why I have to ask

When will it hit me? I'm still waiting I'm not sure
When will it hit me? That that part of my life's no more
And why is it that when things change, I remain completely unfazed
When will it hit me? The tears I've been waiting for

I should be glad
I can't feel it
For that would break my heart into pieces

At 17
I left my family
And I remember thinking that this can't be

Because I was not that sad
That's why I had to ask

When will it hit me? I'm still waiting I'm not sure
When will it hit me? That that part of my life's no more
And why is it that when things change
I remain completely unfazed
When will it hit me? The tears I've been waiting for

I was in a cap and gown standing on the stage
On the day that I graduated
And they called my name but it was all a game
Because I still felt the same

And it never hit me, that's why I'm not sure
That it's ever gonna hit me that that part of my life's no more
And why is it that when things change
I remain completely unfazed
When will it hit me?