Mar 2020
It’s 2016 again
I’m in 8th grade
The last time I was truly myself
— Truly happy—
Standing at that desk
Just talking to my old best friend, Nick,
Though he went by Nicky then
About the sound of one hand clapping
The election, and how ****** up Trump is
Our plans to hang out and play D&D over the weekend
Ms. Johnson, my favorite teacher, walking in with her tea
The brown liquid perfectly poured into a clear glass mug
Tom raises his hand
“Ms. J, are you drinking whiskey?”
We all laugh at the preposterous question
And we go on with our day
English, math, history, science, PE, and Spanish
The classes fly by
Tristian and I go to my house
Sit in front of the Tv and play Mario Bros
Not a care in the world
Homework could wait until tomorrow
When he leaves I start prepping for tomorrow’s game
My parents come home and cook dinner
My sister emerges from her room to eat
We watch a show
And I go to bed
Things were simpler then
Things were better then
Can we go back?
I’m in 8th grade
The last time I was truly myself
— Truly happy—
Standing at that desk
Just talking to my old best friend, Nick,
Though he went by Nicky then
About the sound of one hand clapping
The election, and how ****** up Trump is
Our plans to hang out and play D&D over the weekend
Ms. Johnson, my favorite teacher, walking in with her tea
The brown liquid perfectly poured into a clear glass mug
Tom raises his hand
“Ms. J, are you drinking whiskey?”
We all laugh at the preposterous question
And we go on with our day
English, math, history, science, PE, and Spanish
The classes fly by
Tristian and I go to my house
Sit in front of the Tv and play Mario Bros
Not a care in the world
Homework could wait until tomorrow
When he leaves I start prepping for tomorrow’s game
My parents come home and cook dinner
My sister emerges from her room to eat
We watch a show
And I go to bed
Things were simpler then
Things were better then
Can we go back?
I never thought I’d be without Nick, once we became friends, the bond lasted for 10 years. We used to speak, if not daily, weekly. Now we never talk.
I often wonder what happened to Tom, and his dream to go into the army. We were never friends, but not enemies either. We knew each other too well to be mere acquaintances.
Tristian and I had a bit of a falling out, which is too bad. He and I were close friends.
I wish I could talk to Ms. J again, if nothing else just to say hi, and thank her for everything.
Ah to be in 2016 again, without a care in the world
I often wonder what happened to Tom, and his dream to go into the army. We were never friends, but not enemies either. We knew each other too well to be mere acquaintances.
Tristian and I had a bit of a falling out, which is too bad. He and I were close friends.
I wish I could talk to Ms. J again, if nothing else just to say hi, and thank her for everything.
Ah to be in 2016 again, without a care in the world
