We were young
We were lost
Confused, pulled away
The world was mad
The timing was bad
And middle school began.
New forgotten friends
And new dreams of drama
Cliques of many formed slowly
Athletes, Cheerleaders, Dancers and more
We knew where we fit but
Forgot a piece to the puzzle
Friends of other groups
Who knew adding high to a
School name meant popularity
Who knew when it would
be the same again
Couples started to
Break each other's hearts
Couples started to
Become apart of the world
Boys became Jerks
Girls became perks
Friends became enemies
Enemies became friends
The happy times
Became
War
Life was rough
Homework and stuff
Timing was tough
Girls to be perf
And guys to be strong
Life was turned around
It began with a song
It was much upside down
We became sad
And mean
And broken slowly
When times are bad
I pray to the man
Whose word was for fights
Asked him to try to fix it
Take the bad things away
And forgive his children's
Sins, mistakes, panic, lostness
This prayer ends with a amen
P.S. Please be there
And the world could get better
With years of tears and tears(rips)
Pressure and mistakes
Hoped to be band aided
Someday
Who knew our worlds would be turned
Who knew it would be lost
Who knew that fun times would fade
Who knew things would change fast.
Who knows what could happen last
