All of These Years
I never thought I would come this far,
It has been a struggle these past thirteen years.
Finally, all I hear is cheers.
This is my year.
It is the new year,
A new me, everyone can see.
Time flies by, can't you see?
What kind of person will you be?
I look at all of my friends,
Will I ever see them again after graduation?
Will they have the courtesy to see if I'm still living?
I think to myself...probably not.
As the year is coming to a close,
Everyone seems to be on their toes.
So much excitement, so much wonder.
How will we see what our destiny desires?
This has been a struggle.
Ups and downs, no more clowning around.
This is it.
This is graduation, 2014.
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