High School

High School - best years of my life said by many 

oh, how wrong they were about half of it

Senior year used up my very last penny

I thought this exhausting year would be lit

The restless nights with mountains of homework

always drenching me from my school spirit

The days go on, pile adds on as time lurks 

The years ending so I gotta admit

came some sorrow times and some super ones 

The sunrises, the sun rays finds its way 

through the darkest days that cant be undone 

Bringing hope for me to run through and play 

All I gotta do now its wait and see

For the waves of the ocean to take me  

This poem is about: 
Our world
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