Okay well this is just something I wrote because I was bored, mad, and confused (is that the right word, idk.) Anyway, tell me how you like it because I seriously have no idea how it is. Kind of song material... but no one has to know that. lol

Old You

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Is it fair that you can just change?

In front of my face.

Not even a day goes by,

And you’re different.

I miss the old you.

The non-arrogant sweet boy,

The one I miss when he’s not there.

I turn the corner,

Hope you’re here.

But now I just hope you’re not.

Because people who hang out

With bad people

Are just as bad, maybe worse.

Wishing the old you was back,

From the vacation he took.

Where’s the one,

I loved to laugh with,

Loved to be with,

And loved to sing with.

I want the old you back.

And I want him to stay.

For Good.

Forever.

For Now.

Should I be feeling like this now?

Should I be this sad?

Things just can’t go change like this.

We simply need time.

Where’s the old you gone?

The pain-in-the-neck great friend.

I want you back here in our world.

Sometimes I’m wishing,

I shouldn’t be.

Wishing will just break my heart.

But that’s not new, now is it?

I’m used to it.

Welcome to their little club.

Wishing the old you was back,

From the vacation he took.

Where’s the one,

I loved to laugh with,

Loved to be with,

And loved to sing with.

I want the old you back.

And I want him to stay.

For Good.

Forever.

For Now.

Please, all you have to do is stop.

It won’t be that hard.

But that’s impossible, right?

And it would be wrong.

Completely my fault.

I wouldn’t do that to you.

Not when we’ve been through so much.

That’s not what friends do.

Not really.

I have to grin and bear it.

Changing makes us who we are.

Do we like it?

However I’ll always want to…

Wishing the old you was back,

From the vacation he took.

Where’s the one,

I loved to laugh with,

Loved to be with,

And loved to sing with.

I want the old you back.

And I want him to stay.

For Good.

Forever.

For Now.