The Sun goes down

The people come up

When the darkness falls

The fun begins

They come here for one reason

To be themselves

For if they don't

They will be ridiculed

So this, this their place of release is where they come

Hoping to be themselves

-Nick

Class of 2010

There’s dancing and singing, Music in the air.
Some people playing trumpets, some playing snares.
There’s eating and partying, while fun fills the night,
We party ‘til noon, ‘til the moon’s out of sight.

-Nick
Class of 2010