High School


They ask, they stair, questions fill the air. Gaspping, harrassing. They say the classes are forever lasting. in your brain if you dont go insain. pray, cry; never ask why. keep calm move on. dont dwell on yesterday. You wil be done before you know it! hold it dont blow it. Keep calm and just graduate! 



I wrote this poem from the perspective of a parent about to graduate high school. i can relate to this poem bcause i am i high school parent and i know whaty the stressful days are like.

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