Graduation
Where’s the rest?
I feel so stressed.
Many fears,
From freshman year.
How is school fair?
There is no time to spare.
Hope is there,
Though it is scarce.
Tired I may be,
Bending on one knee.
Help me have strength,
to continue to greater lengths.
Help me continue on,
I’m trying to stay strong.
Tell me words of comfort,
so I may reign triumphant.
The time was long,
But we stayed strong.
Moving fast,
time has passed.
So many people I want to embrace,
I will always remember their face.
Memories we had,
the good and the bad.
I will miss,
It all seemed like a bliss.
Remain steadfast,
In the world that is so vast.
School's out,
Time to shout!
The world awaits,
What is your fate?
Cry your last tear,
Time to move on from here.
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