Summer Creeping Up

Summer is creeping up
As does graduation
It is a time I used to look forward to
With odd infatuation

Now that its tasting distance
I second guess my guess
I will miss these faces
I will miss the schools mess

My brothers and sisters
Who have always been here beside me
Now we are independent
From our chains, set free

What are we going to choose?
Education and a degree
Or getting married
Making a family

Are we going to get a job?
Do I have to choose just one?
I am so frightened
Of what is going to be done

But we will make it through
As we have the past four years
We will be there though good times
And even through the tears

So I’ll stand by you
If its by me you will too
We’ll keep each other strong
We’ll get each other through