Ode to This Place
it was a place full
of laughter
of tears
of nights we won’t forget
of things we need to forget
of discussions so deep they scared us
it was a place
that truly felt like
we could be ourselves
even if a little messed up
it was a place where
we didn’t feel the need
to be this thing
that’s not us
we could take time
to discover who we are
who we want to be
it was a place
where we accepted
one another
for our differences
where we could discuss
the thoughts that keep us up
in the middle of the night
I’ll never forget it
it helped me grow into myself
I only attended for a year
but I made friends
with people I want to know
for the rest of my life
I’ll never forget it
but the building will forget me
the wall will forget what’s it like
to see people luaghing
to see people so heated in debate
that they forget themselves
but still remember to...
of laughter
of tears
of nights we won’t forget
of things we need to forget
of discussions so deep they scared us
it was a place
that truly felt like
we could be ourselves
even if a little messed up
it was a place where
we didn’t feel the need
to be this thing
that’s not us
we could take time
to discover who we are
who we want to be
it was a place
where we accepted
one another
for our differences
where we could discuss
the thoughts that keep us up
in the middle of the night
I’ll never forget it
it helped me grow into myself
I only attended for a year
but I made friends
with people I want to know
for the rest of my life
I’ll never forget it
but the building will forget me
the wall will forget what’s it like
to see people luaghing
to see people so heated in debate
that they forget themselves
but still remember to...