Four years, many tears.

Ups and downs, hills and mounds

Of hurt, of happiness, and plenty of excitement

I'm living, I'm learning, I'm leading

I'm here,

I'm finishing my fourth year.

So, I pray, and I cry, and I pray some more

That God, my God, may He open many doors

Because I've lived, and I've learned, and I've lead

Through four years, and many tears

This is

my Senior Year