**Dedicated to my big sister who is graduating...
I remember my first day of elementary school...
As our eighth grade year comes to an end
and graduation day is near...
Graduation day is coming
nearer than it seems...
Peace, pot, tequila shot,
Jesus loves us stoned or not...
She sat on the sidelines of the game,
With two minutes left, every senior was in...
The time has come and gone so fast
As we sit here remembering the past...
Look at us
Look where life has bright us...
We stand here today,
For the hard work that we did...
Yes, i know we always fight never getting along
you've gave me bruises I've given you scars...
This year is coming 2 an end
we won't c our teachers and some of our friends...
High School was a place filled with friends
High School had so many oppurtunities..Sports...
My future is up to only one,
Someone careless and unreliable...