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School
I walked up the steps
on my own...
I couldnt have known
what I was in for
I sat down
in the little orange chair
why was I there?
what were they trying to do?
now look how far I've gone
what I achieved
back then I didnt believe
my parents when they said it would be alright
now its much harder
from here where do I go?
I went from crayons and playdough
to pencils and books
now its almost over
going to be a senior
what a war
I have faught to make it this far
what will I do next?
It doesnt make sense
what of the days reciting the pledge
of allegience?
I'm grown up now
I'm going to graduate
sometimes I wonder if I am to late
to change things I regret
I can breathe relief
that its almost done
I had some fun
through these years
