Exams are in,
pencils are down.
A sigh of relief
echoes around.
School is out—
it's summertime.
So why do I feel
so left behind?
College is next.
It can't be that bad.
It'll help me forget
why I feel so sad.
New friends will come,
old friends will go.
But I won't forget
our old high school back home.
pencils are down.
A sigh of relief
echoes around.
School is out—
it's summertime.
So why do I feel
so left behind?
College is next.
It can't be that bad.
It'll help me forget
why I feel so sad.
New friends will come,
old friends will go.
But I won't forget
our old high school back home.




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