The Good Old Days

Remember the good old days?
When it didn't really matter if you got called a name. It just passed our minds like nothing was said.
We would just go back playing hop-scotch or playing on the monkey bars; all the lies and guys didn't matter all we wanted were hugs and loves. But when we got older everything changed, our friends were killing themselves because they got called a bad name. And the hugs and loves turned into lies and guys.