High School, Not the End But the Beginning
High School, Not The End But The 13eginning
I remember
The first day of high school
I wandered around searching
For friendship and what was cool
I remember
My biology class
A blonde girl in jeans
And a Cuban girl with sass
I remember
My first production
My first part in a show
And my first set construction
I remember
I was in my first parade
Of waving to people
And I didn’t feel afraid.
I remember
How I sung til it hurt
“Don’t Stop Believing”
And I remember my first concert.
I remember
How we bonded so well
Like we were part of a family
Oh the stories I could tell
I remember
The dances and the dresses
The music and the laughter
Without knowing how much time passes
I remember
My class ring
And the assemblies
And the spirit the rallies would bring
I remember
My first time I took AP
My teacher was amazing
My English skeleton key
I remember
Senior year
And the excitement I had
That turned to tears
And with all that
Now I see
That I thought I stayed the same
But everything changed including me
And as time goes on
I’ll always remember
Lunches and laughter
Pictures and moments
Prom and happily ever after
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