Everyone thinks this day is so cool
But not for me
For it is today, that I see
How dumb I'm being, acting
While I'm hiding, last year we'd be talking
The last day, last year,
You said goodbye, and now we're here
Will it ever be the same?
Will we ever just sit and talk, it used to be that way
Now I'm not sure it can come to be
For I am no longer the old me
I am shy, I am weak
Seemed to have broken my good-boy streak
The thing that keeps me going everyday
Is that you look past all that and see me, the old way
You see me, and I see you, what's the problem, then?
I don't know, but I want to be the best friends we used to be"
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