Everyone has gone out to play. My memories fade of the day When we all once had a game. There would be no cliques All we had to know was your name Then we would get along for days.
Those days have passed . We all now label For we are envious of those above us And perceive those below us to be worthless.
Hopefully someday you will remember The days which we spent together Uniting together to play are silly little games. They haven’t yet began to grow old And wither away like rotting flowers lying in a scorching degree desert.
Though I know you can’t go back I will never forget those days. For there is no way I will completely forget I shall keep thinking of the days.
Always people say forget it For it is amongst the past. Yes, I know there is nothing we can do But if we forget we may make the same mistake.
These are reason’s I have so many friends. Though I don’t always fit in I do always know fighting isn’t the way to go Just because someone may not seem to fit in.
The_lostsoul · Thu Apr 12, 2007 @ 02:52am · 0 Comments |