Primary school, the days of just smiles.

Not a worry in the world, just times tables.

These the days of snowballs and leaf piles “swoosh”.

Though I never really liked fairy tales or fables,

Jr high came it all changed.

No matter what I did , it resulted in failing.  

I no longer knew much more than a frown...  

Going through my mind how much i’d rather be on a boat.  

First year of highschool? More like the worst year.

Sophomore year my days got brighter.

Junior year, the hardest of all but i come first!

For the future to come I know now that i can battle.

Now that high school is coming to an end,

I can find myself  It is now time to find  myself !