Since I left my school at the 11th grade, br I have lost all my friends, br I noticed how some changed and don’t even remember me, br Losing them was like losing me, br I cried at night regretting ever leaving school, br Yet it opened my eyes that they were never my friends began with, br Only true friends will stick with you no matter where you are, br I have lost everything but I haven’t lost my dignity, br All I will ever have is the memory of my friends and I, br Looking at the pictures of me and my friends makes me cry, br Looking back the past how I used to make all my friends laugh just makes me want to cry even more, br Nothing is okay, br Nothing will ever be alright, br My friends meant everything to me until the day I left my school, br Some probably have forgotten about me, br I breakdown and cry and wish I could go back to my school and be with them once more, br I am not that strong anymore yet I am trying just for them, br I built these walls to the point I won’t cry anymore yet bit by pieces they fall, br As they crumble I cry for them, br I have lost them and I know it.