i miss elementary school. back when no one had a bigger problem than what game to play. back when simple math functions only had one step, and the numbers were never higher than ten. i miss the days of pants that were only ripped because we played to hard, and hands that were only dirty when we played in the yard, not with the burdens of other people. i miss when things were okay and people didn't have dumb problems or see things that weren't there. back when outfits didn't matter, back when hair was just there, back when things were okay. i wonder if people know that they don't understand things. i wonder if people know that when they don't understand it makes the people more upset with them for not getting it, for continuing to do dumbass things. i miss last year too. i miss the winter, i miss walks in the midnight and i miss cigarettes and quiet conversation. where everything was understood and nothing had to be spoken to be known. it was all just there. there weren't stupid fights, just conversation and walking. the best things in life very much can be found, and never left from your own neighborhood at night. i want to ride my bike in the middle of the night to a girl's house and act like a jerk because i'm too afraid to talk. i want to play pool games and talk about candy with alcohol. i want june fifth. it never happened, and it more than should of. not trash night, not let's get fucked up night, but june fifth. the real day. the original idea. i wanted that to happen. it never happened. i want to go back to a party where i don't drink, where i don't kiss people i don't know and i don't leave early and not care. i want to go to a party where no one is drinking, where everyone is sober and everyone is just talking. drinking isn't for parties, it's for the summer days that go on to long. it's meant to be done with friends, but parties, let us mingle. i want smoking to be casual. love of the morning, love in the night. hide from the problems, and run from all questions. when people are looking, it's best to be blind when people are listening, it's best not to have ears.