I grew up my freshman year of high school when the boy I loved fell for a girl who loved girls when my best friend became my worst enemy when the nightmares became day dreams
I died my sophomore year of high school when the pills I loved fell out of my mouth when my best friend became my worst enemy when the day dreams ended the nightmares
I often think about my first two years of high school So much happened and it hurts to remember But I knowing where I've grown from makes things easier