School Days.

Walking past that street,
Makes me feel old.
It reminds of the good old days,
And the stories never told.
Though I used to visit it everyday,
But now I feel so strange;
It's like walking by an old land,
Where I once felt like home.
It's funny how we grow so fast
And never realize,
That every moment that just passed,
Will never again be mine.
This road will never be the same,
The way it used to be;
Because now I have come so far,
Its now a memory.
I may forget everthing,
In my life that I've seen;
But what I will never forget,
Is my school memories..