Better Days (Re-submitted)
Impossible expectations
The days when we were high on dreams
Promises to kiss the sun
Looking forward to catching the bugs that glow
Ah, the good days..
Thinking of that special boy
Desperate for a sweet kiss on the cheek
Writing his last name after your first
Just holding his hand could quench your thirst
Remembering the good days..
Best friends come and go
Pitching in 50 cents to split a pop
Asking daddy for a new bike
You'd never learn to ride
A year has gone past..
Your friends go on dates to bowling alleys,
to street alleys
All to knock down a few pins?
Where's my ball?
Time stands still
Finding that one you couldn't be honest to
The one you wanted to know completely
You'd given all you could
To part, and lose your soul
Who are we without our souls?
Regret clouds your mind
Every moment of every day
Doubting yourself more than ever
Who are you trying to fool?
Starting to remember..
You smile less than you talk
You talk less than you sleep
You sleep less then you dream
You dream less than you want to care
Now I remember..
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