Senior Year
Took you four years to get to this year
You have been waiting for the last year to come
As the last few days of summer finish up
You feel scared
Sad to say good bye to all the teachers that helped you get to this moment
When you walk through those doors
You will feel nostalgic about everything
As time goes faster and faster and faster
You will be walking on stage to shake hands with the principal and get your diploma
Moving your royal blue tassel from one side to another
Throwing your cap in the air with joy and energy
You decided hug the people next to you
You are all crying knowing it is all over
But you all knew
You did not want it to end
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