College is approaching near,
All my family smile and say,"I'll miss you, dear."
On that day coming in May,
My high school life will evaporate away.
As I walk out with the biggest grin,
Standing side by side with my twin,
Scanning the faces for the ones I love,
Praying to the God up above-
My stomach is flying high,
All the way to touch the sky.
Fear and nerves all shown on my face;
If I fall, I hope it is with grace.
With it all drawing near,
I can hear everyone cheer.
As we all start going our separate ways,
One last person shouts,"Hooray!"
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