New Halls, New Feels

Brand new hallways, locker forty-four Staring at the handle,

shaking at the door Freshman on the bottom,

looking at the ceiling I don't really know how to shake this

heavy feeling Everyone is talking,

walking in a crowd Everything is fast,

everything is way too loud

I see some familiar faces but they walk right past

Trying to remember where to find my science class (deep breath) It's

a big new world and I'm holding on tight

Scared of the morning but I'm looking for the light Yeah it's

freshman year, got no hand to hold But the sun is shining

and the future is gold!

(let's go!) Lunchtime coming up,

dreading the bell Where am I gonna sit?

Honestly, hard to tell Just a single text from my middle school

crew They're all doing fine,

starting somewhere new But I take a step forward,

grip my backpack strap No turning back now,

mapping out the map

It's a big new world and I'm holding on tight Scared of

the morning but I'm looking for the light Yeah it's freshman year,

got no hand to hold But the sun is shining and the

future is gold! (whoa-oh-oh) One small smile in the second period row

A simple 'hey there' can help a friendship grow

It's terrifying, yeah, but

it's beautiful too

Freshman year, yeah we're starting clear

(shaking off the fear)