I miss high school
Especial how we kept it cool
And always cracking jokes in classes,
Peeked and greeted each other through glasses.
Fumana High School, that's the name
And having fun was our high school game.
Even though we had our own individual characteristics and fame,
Student unity made us one happy fam.

C56, one of the school's corrupted classes,
Mentally good and physically fit.
Some classmates were like candy sweets.
I'm just kidding, but I do miss the fun, the break laugh
And the true friendship love.
It was a small fantasy world and a less responsible life.
I miss my friends and some schoolmates
Not forgetting my classmates.

How can I forgot our teachers,
If this was a song they would be features.
I still remember Mr Sibiya, the joke *******,
Mrs Tshabalala, the corruption tracker
And Mr Phakoe, the workerholic,
His work could turn one into an alcoholic.
How can we forget Mr Mtetwa our deputy principal,
He taught us that respect and hardwork was life's principle.
I haven't forgot Mr Kgapole, always serious,
If he was an actor it would've been in a science fiction.

Class of 2018,
So confusing like the movie Matrix.
We were so unpredictable.
I think being unique made it easy to be unpredictable.
Do you still remember matric last forty days?
The uniform trash day, the good old days,
The drama, the smokers, the lovers, the gamblers and the nerds?
It's a pity everything comes to an end.

I wish we become united again,
Help those who can't stand up on their own,
Be united until death seperates us.