January 6, 2011
Days go by,
Time runs out,
Aren’t these the years,
We all dream about?
Graduation day,
It’s here at last,
And know we wish,
Time didn’t go by so fast.
We say our goodbyes
And shed few tears,
Staying strong,
Remembering the years,
When this was all we wanted,
When things were simple,
When life was fun,
And we wished for this?
For adulthood?
For troubles?
For stress and hate?
We wanted to be older,
And this is our fate.
All we had was time,
And now, it’s all gone.

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