• Endless memories,
    Unable to recall most,
    Left back in the past.

    The halls filled with kids,
    Most of us despairing them,
    Could not wait to leave.

    The bell tolls our fate,
    Mindless zombies here at school,
    Ring, ring, ringing now.

    Food for our stomachs,
    They set up that time for us,
    Our social time, fools!

    Various classes,
    A myriad of subjects,
    Four years to complete.

    Filled with books, homework,
    Our other plans are cancelled,
    Left as a school slave.

    We have friends, many,
    But the time has left us few,
    The times have changed us.

    Paths are not the same,
    Constantly changing crossroads,
    Roads left separated.

    Pain, graduating,
    Irony of what they think,
    We were unprepared.

    Graduation now,
    Four years have come and gone by,
    Golden years faded.

    Homecoming and prom,
    Classy events you would think,
    Lacking virginity.