Time To Leave - Poem by John Vue
As I begin walking in high school I look every where,
I feel like I move up into a higher school.
It make me feel dump it make me feel shy,
Because I have no idea what going on.
As I walked into class I was quite as if the tv was mute,
I never talk to no one I was scary of my own peers.
As time pass by I thought it feel like the river,
That run so slow but flow to a new path.
Now I see a new time in my senior year,
Now I feel my tear dropp like rain drop.
Time is not wait for me to choose you,
It the time to leave and make a new path of succed.
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