Goodbye

What lies ahead for us? Where do we go from here? These are some questions we ask Now that graduation’s near. It’ll be a bittersweet day When we gather our things to pack, And walk out those center doors Knowing there’s no going back. As we reminisce of all the good times We’ll all be somewhat sad, Our directions now in the future And no longer on what we had. As a student this will be Our last journey through the hall, For next time we will visit And see our picture on the wall. Well, class is almost over It’s almost time to go, The years go by so fast now They used to seem so slow. For almost thirteen years We’ve called this place home, But now it’s time to leave Through it we’ll no longer roam. As I close my locker door I hold back the urge to cry, And take one last glance around The leave and wave good-bye.