I miss my old friends,
never knew ignorance,
people let you down,
then ask the reason for your frown.
I feel like crying,
just make new friends,
I'm trying!
People say I'm happy,
but its just a mask,
and 'Why? ' people ask
I feel so anxious
I used to be so joyous
I feels like they don't like me
but I'm trying to be carefree
To my old school, I went back.
After dispersal,
students it lacked.
It didn't feel lonely,
I reminisced my memories,
With them I laughed, I cried,
In these empty halls,
I could hear it all
I miss my old friends,
never knew ignorance.
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