nostalgia.

it's funny to think about how we grow, & change.
thinking about the past and how young,
and foolish we used to be.
when love was pure, and innocent.
and you fell for every girl you kissed,
and you thought 2 weeks was a long-term,
serious relationship.
i remember the first time i kissed a girl,
and losing my virginity,
what a mess that was.
my grandmother knocked on the door during,
i thought i was going to die.
and the first time i was blind-sighted,
and hurt by what i thought was my 'true love'.
its funny to think that now the only thing i have left
to remember all that by,
is the writing on my walls.
like a memoir of my grade school days.
i miss that, i miss all of that.
when life was simple and the days were easy.
there was a good amount of ups & downs,
but we made it through,
and, at least in my opinion, we had some fun.
hopefully one day,
i'll be able to re-live it,
with all of those people that i loved.
and everyone of you who ever signed the wall of fame,
you know you'll always have a special spot in my heart.


growing like wildfire,
up out of the dirt,
we were the weeds of our generation.
and while they all thought
'they'll never succeed',
at least we knew where we were going.
now it seems these days,
that we're the only ones left,
standing with our heads on straight.
now it seems these days,
that we've beat all the rest,
and its our turn to get up to the plate.
and the kids who rebelled,
and the kids you expelled,
now they are the ones you confide in.
and the kids who skipped school,
the ones who you all labeled fools,
now they are the ones you have pride in.