Growing up, the next 4 years start 

Don't be afraid when walking the halls

You hear the teachers and principal calls

Opinions and decisions, always in the way

Affecting your future day by day

New things to learn, nothing to say

Stressful schoolwork and forced to try

They say Junior year is easy, but that's a lie

So overwhelming, you'd rather cry

Sports pressuring you to do your best

But it sucks not being as good as the rest

Everything occurring is all a test

They say these years will be the best years of our lives

So hold onto the memories already made

Because soon it will all fade