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.
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