You never talk to me
Never make me smile
Even though you practically
hate me
You make my life
worthwhile

You're alittle to old
for me
according to all my friends
Even though I end up crying
I don't want this to end

I was always meant to be
an underclassman
A dumb frosh in even
my sophmore year
Always meant to be
an underclassman
Crying alot of
hopeful tears