My life is nice,
It can be sweet.
There is still so much
I must complete.
I graduate next year,
I go into the real world.
Of this, that one thing
I was always told.
I am looking forward to next year.
I will be "walking" with all my peers.
I hope it will be better than before,
Because my heart was really tore.
Next year my life will be better.
This I know will happen.