Me standing in the corridor, me bidding seniors adieu…
Me regretting school life, me feeling really blue.
Me asking one senior why he feels sad??
He tells me he’ll miss school life, and me turns mad.
Me doesn’t like school, me hates uniform.
Me doesn’t like homework, me doesn’t understand school norm.
Me can’t stand teachers who shout and shout,
Me can’t stand discipline day in and day out.
Me studies, me sulks, me finishes my class twelve;
Me passes, me dances, no school I-card on my shelf.
Me has my farewell function, and me dresses like a queen,
But, me spoils my make-up, for that tear runs down unseen.
Me remembers those pranks, me recalls those scolding glances;
Me searches happily inside the school compound, whenever by that side me passes.
Me chuckles, and me gives a loud laugh, when that innocent junior asks me why me feels sad…
Me answers, and me proudly says me is going to miss school life, my lad!!
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