My Friends

My Friends


I think of the good ol' days
When all we had to worry about
Was waking up in the morning
Getting to school on time
And just doing some simple work

Time goes and time comes
More come and more disappear

We went to class for half of the day
We had some laughs and goofed around
Having get togethers half were failures
But the others were taken for granted
Life was grades and self-interest

Time goes and time comes
More come and more disappear

Class schedules were altered around others
You'd talk in class and in the halls
Popularity at first outgoing at last
Clicks were formed but cliches fell
Stereotypes were soon totally razed

Time goes and time comes
More come and more disappear

At lunch you sat at that table
Sports were joined and teams made
Goals and dreams shattered each grade
Bells rang annoying us all
Clocks moved slowly soon they were gone

Time goes and time comes
More come and more disappear

My Friends...