Those day’s when everything is priceless
Without friends is like a lifeless,
I’m talking about my school’s days
The years may have flown but the memory stays,
Been always late for attendance
Where we feel so independent,
Fighting for the same girl and bench
Never been worried about who’s taking revenge,
We grow and bloom together like a pea plant
We carry the heavy beg every day like an ant,
“Go out of class” is the best punishment
Surprise exams are always sir’s experiment,
Those days where results are declared in open
All teachers are only been spoken to,
In exam when we do not get a pass
We blame that hourglass,
Stealing pen and tiffin is the main purpose
Where free periods becomes like a circus,
For more support has to pay a bribe
How we get past it’s not so easy to describe,
Where each class has its own unity
Together all class makes a huge community,
Those days when we all remembered each other’s nicknames
Where we play all best of best game’s,
Now, we all miss that younger stage
Those beautiful days “we all do cry backstage”,
But the fact is “age never stop”
So be you and be always on top,
