Sentiments of a senior

Years have passed since we were freshmen

And everything’s still as fresh as real men

Things were far different from how it used to be

For this is college and we are somehow free

Free from long home works and heavy books;

Free from school service and 6 p.m. curfew.

But all these freedom’s no fun at all

For our guardians thought we could do it all our own;

This is college, this is no high school

This is what they call a mature school stage;

Some people think we should act cautiously,

Without hesitations they expect us to move directly.

But these challenges are all part of growing up and maturity

And everyone’s expected to face it with bravery;

But the Creator does not want us to suffer alone,

And so He gave us friends that we could call our own.

We never knew that these friends would be a big part of this stage;

These friends lend not only their hands, not only their shoulders

But also their family, their friends and their home;

Through this support, we had surpassed the college pressure.

Time flies so fast that we did not even bother to realize

That it’s the final stage of college

And we ought to bid goodbye to our dear friends;

Dear teachers, dear school.

This feeling gets unbearable each day as we come closer to our parting day.

We make the most out of everyday,

Because we know, things will never be the same after school days.

The wound of saying goodbye is the hardest;

It won’t heal no matter how you cure it

Our hearts may be bursting with joy and gladness

But our eyes bleed tears of sadness.

We may not be as happy as in these days

But the lessons and memories will always be here;

In our hearts and in our minds, we know,

We are not alone, we were never alone,

For God gave us friends who stood and stayed with us all along.