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My High School Experience


The shy quiet girl walking through the long halls As quiet as a mouse That was me my first two years of high school Making good grades not having many enemies But all at the same time making memories Learning rhymes and laughing about them Timmy tucked the tiny tiger tightly towards the teddy I was never good with reading fast and steadily When junior year came along, BAM it hit like the bang of a drum That’s when I got my contacts and no matter where I walked Even if I couldn’t see two feet in front of me people would say hi After that I became very sociable with other people outside of my groups A butterfly coming out of her cocoon I had blossomed even the walls started talking to me When senior year hit my whole life changed All for the better anyways My baby niece Lillian was born She came out screaming like a horn Though she had some problems with her heart She bounced back as if she were a dart Then I met my amazing boyfriend who I adore And he helps me a lot and sends love so deep down to the core Pre-Calc came along and knocked me on my feet But in the end it will be beat A lot of my friends have come and gone The ones that matter the most stay past dawn High school has been fun and real I have come a great deal Throughout my life I have been quiet and shy But now is my time to come out and shine
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