Memories

by Brianna   Nov 2, 2005


I remember the good old days,
When we used to laugh and play.
When everyone got along,
And when the days seemed so long.
We could run around freely with no cares or worries,
And it never seemed like we were in a hurry.
Where there was no such thing as popularity,
And everyone had his or her own identity.
I wanna hold on to all these memories forever.
Some of them are happy, while some of them make me shiver.
I remember when we'd play on the old playground,
And when the middle school was a dirt mound.
But so many things have changed since then.
The funny thing is, I don't even know when,
Our lives changed drastically.
And we didn't choose our words carefully.
We started growing up so fast,
And we started forgetting about the past.
We just continued on with our own lives, day by day,
Always caring about what other people say.
Why can't we just go back to the good old days?
Where everybody didn't care what other people say?
Memories constantly fly through my head.
If only I could remember what everybody said.
I love these memories and cherish them deeply.
I hope I never forget about them completely.

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