Freshman year passed, I'll be fine
Fitting and finding what things are mine
Eloquent boys are way too cool
Girls only there when my time was cruel
Gianne's shy, and so am I
Kristine's innocence, I wonder why
Lhorainne and Rei, their height's the same
Some of my friends liked this boy named james
My friends have a lot of secrets
I assumed I know every single one of them
Tell them they're nothing
But to me they're my everything
When you hurt them, you hurt me
I'll be thankful for those who will stay
Picnic, villilia park, then go to Kate's
He's with us, he's a cool classmate
Jhercy's jackets, high school field trip
Cristine's lemonade, she won't let us take a sip
Psalm David's very obedient
But boys will leave us with neglect
My friends have a lot of secrets
I assumed I know every single one of them
Tell them they're nothing
But to me they're my everything
When you hurt them, you hurt me
I'll be thankful for those who will stay
Stay with me
I'm so thankful they stayed
YOU ARE READING
fit in fifteen
PoetryThe happiness we share is small But the memories will live in me for aeons We're just congenial and normal What could possibly go wrong?
