You always used to put up your hand-
Even if you stuttered on a few words…
You had your own opinions on bands,
Remember when you were kind of a nerd?
When hair didn’t take half an hour to do,
Don’t you ever miss the old, naive you?
But then adolescence caught up to you,
Girlfriends and kissing and sex came along,
Can you believe how fast all that time flew?
And now the sweet boy I once knew has gone.
I wonder if you ever have thoughts like these,
Or is it a place you hope no one sees?