my new poem

High School Once upon a time I started High School,Though it was wonderful as could be,Of course back then I was a freshman,And I have grown quite a lot since then,I have learned that it's not as easy as it first seems to be,It gets harder as you move on, There are not as many people willing to help as their once was,No one to hold your hand as you go along,You now have to work by yourself to get the grades,Work by yourself to finish, And if you are lucky you will find thoe few willing to help,The few who will guide you along the way,The few who actually care,And by then you are finished,Done with all the wonderful things that make up your high school existence