Different people in different times

You’d stay silent, just holding my hand, and I believe itBut would you save the girl with the mustacheWould you be the golden child with bright clear eyes and a careless smileThe teacher that jumped on desksOr the soccer coach intern Would you love goldilocks in her short skirt as she holds her binder and

Game

Don’t you look amazing… and by amazing, I mean familiar in your old gym clothes like you’re an ace that I used to know maybe it’s you, still like it’ll always be in different gym clothes in a different yet familiar smile that’s so confident that focuses on me like you’re game as if you

Foreign kid

You were a pretty fun loving kid, what happened? My name started getting weirder My skin started getting darker My culture started to get different I started getting insecure