Handheld hand me downs stained with wrinkles of time of another's experiences A saint's keep of innocent exposure but being around towns
Oversize shoes, told to grow in them socks of socket pockets, storing stories tightly fitting jeans, when they were first called feminine
T-shirt stains, pressed collar golf shirts of course to those wanting to ball with high fades, and a pair of high cut Converse We converse our words to sound a little cool And knowing nothing more painful as a new pair of school shoes
We just loved hanging around with the best looking clothes off the hanger Nowadays we don't dress to inspire— but just dress to pass the flu of deciding which ridiculous trend is much flyer