SEVENTH GRADE

Remember back wishing that time would hurry up and pass

Falling asleep in math class,

Being such a good kid and yet breaking the rules

Waiting and waiting until you’re out of middle school,

And you get your wish- time just flies,

And it takes until you’re the next year up to realize,

That these precious moments won’t last forever,

And you realize what you had you can’t get back ever,

And if the choice was mine,

I’d go back a year to seventh grade for the end of time,

All of that laughing and fighting and those memories that we made

Back in seventh grade.

Well, no class was as boring as history

And the cafeteria food was a mystery

And everything was all just a rush

Leaving love notes on the l0cker of your crush

So excited to be a teenager that you forgot

That childhood of memories that you lost,

But these precious few moments won’t last forever,

And you realize that you can’t go back ever,

And if the choice was mine,

I’d go back a year to seventh grade for the end of time,

All of that laughing and fighting and those memories that we made

Back in seventh grade.

All of those kids you couldn’t help but hate

Wishing those stupid eighth graders would just graduate

And wishing on shooting stars at night,

Trying to decide what’s wrong and what’s right,

Same old routine every day,

The whispers that flew around in the hallways,

Wishing that one kid would just drop dead,

All of that test was just in your head,

And running outside into the snow and the frost

Now look back at all that you’ve lost,

Because you’ll always loose at least one of your friends

Moving away is how it all ends,

And suddenly you’re there trying not to cry,

As eighth grade approaches you’re saying goodbye,

These precious few moments won’t last forever,

And you realize that you can’t go back ever,

And if the choice was mine,

I’d go back a year to seventh grade for the end of time,

All of that laughing and fighting and those memories that we made

Back in seventh grade.

It was all a sea of smiles with hidden worries

This one’s to middle school memories.

WOLFCALLS

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