Coming to the End

Counting down the seconds,
to when the last bell rings.
Waiting for the feeling
of the summer breeze beneath my wings.

Watching the smiles pass.
Keeping track of the days.
Trying to capture the laughs
In hopes that everyone stays.

Knowing that it's almost done,
Sitting, playing, with my friends.
Tears well up inside of me,
For we're coming to the end.

-Im going to miss you guys when I switch schools! Luv ya Group 18!!-