My Senior Year
People come and people go,
Some you like and some you don't.
Why do people change and why are people mean?
Is it for the better or for the worse, we will never know.
Finding the right group, finding the right friends,
finding that special somebody til death do we end.
It may be a challenge, it may even take some time,
But when you find the right one its like finding a dime.
Finding love, finding friendship is something we all need,
being welcomed is a gret feeling indeed.
This poem is about:
Me