#theakera

And my mind keeps drifting back to the good ole’ days Middle school dreams mixed with hormonal ideas

I swim in the glow of nostalgia, Take my hand and swim with me too.

Dream a dream so bold and delirious’ That if we spoke it aloud we’d be taken to a psych ward

Laugh and cry and hold out my friends For we must still fight for rights we were told we’d be given

Respect and love for all is what we we’re promised And now I just think we’ve been lied too.