Senior Year
All within this one crazy year,
There is not one memory I could change,
I cannot believe the end is near.
Most people would cheer,
Challenges conquered even when varied and ranged,
All within this one crazy year.
Can it make sense that I have so much to fear,
Could it be that everything was arranged?
I cannot believe the end is near.
Some people would shed a tear,
When everyone feels so estranged,
All within this one crazy year.
Ours problems were never mere,
Every problem made me deranged,
I cannot believe the end is near.
Every memory has left its smear,
For this I have changed,
All within this one crazy year,
I cannot believe the end is near.
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