This is a poem I wrote for English about my freshman year in high school! Enjoy! ^^

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
The joy swirled around us, the pain obstructed us.
We walked the hallways of the beginning of the rest of our life
surrounded by dissent and discord.
Light and darkness met, mixed,
we changed, proliferated,
though so much was left to learn.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
The unfavorable and the favorable fused.
We learned of passion and loathing,
of pleasure and anguish.

See you all later!

~Certo