Listen up Class of 2001 Open up your ears And take in every word that I say June 19th is the day We'll be walking down that aisle Diploma in hand Saying goodbye to our childhood Hello to the rest of our lives Well take heed Look back at how far we've came To get this far God knows all the shit I've dealt with All the shit you've all put up with Yet look around Look at all of our faces We're still breathing Still pushing Still barging through the world thinking that we know everything And that once we graduate, it'll all be easy from then on But it won't be If anything, it will be worse And we'll have times in our lives Where we will wish that we were back in highschool again Listening to the drones go on about WWII And how much the Germans suck Or about birthcontrol and how we should all wait til marriage Walking down the overcrowded hallways Out of the smoke filled bathrooms And into the classrooms of higher knowledge And comformist outrages We'll all wish that No matter how much it pains me to say it We will Because suddenly our lives will be filled with full time jobs Taking care of kids Paying taxes Handling family matters such as funerals and weddings and trips Paying for food, paying for clothes, paying for everything just to get by We won't have time for anything Or so our parents and teachers tell us Just think We don't know anything yet We think we do but we don't What we've lived through is but a mere penny to the hundred dollar bills we will experience Listen up Class of 2001 Look at our lives Look within yourself Look at the young adults you have come to be And think about eachother And how far we've made it to get here I don't know about all of you But I'm living in this moment Thinking about all of you, my friends And what we've been through together And all of the memories we've shared.Birth sign: Scorpio
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