As I walk through the doors on my last first day,
with a smile across my face and nothing in my way
I know this is the year, my year, for something great.
As I walk down the crowded hallway,
with my friends right beside me,
the sight of tan lines and sunburns is all that I see.
The sound of laughter fills my ears,
along with adventures many obtained.
I have waited many years,
for this day that I have gained.
The first day of senior year,
is like no other from my high school career.
It is filled with superiority,
and unlimited power.
No longer will I fear,
the upperclassman here
because this is the year, my year,
that I am an upperclassman.