Becca

Hey Becca,
Do you remember the days of O.MG.
And all the word tees or “it’s all about me.”
Hey Becca,
‘Member the days when you didn’t have to worry about your friends kissing your boyfriend
But only the school year coming to an end
Hey Becca,
Do you remember when we never messed up?
And we never ended the day with at least one deep cut
Hey Becca,
Do you remember the days of living without a care?
And always knowing a friend would be there
Hey Becca,
Do you remember when labels were never used?
And privileges were never abused
Hey Becca
Do you think we ever really realized?
That our opinions would never again be exercised
Hey Becca
Do you think we ever thought of our first year of middle school?
Turning out to be not so cool
Hey Becca
Do you think we ever noticed our flaws?
Or that we could never put life on pause