Flying By

Freshman year is flying by.
Only six more weeks till summer break.
It's flying by and I'm afraid.

I don't want my high school years,
To go by so fast that i don't remember them.
I want to enjoy them.

Like my mom said.
Enjoy high school while it lasts.
Cuz after that its the real world.

Well I don't want the real world
to come just yet.
I don't think I'm ready.

After high school
friends go their separate ways.
But will we ever see each other again?

After high school
We have to get our own place.
But am I ready to be on my own?

Freshman year is flying by.
Only six more weeks till summer break.
It's flying by and I'm afraid.