Old School

I wish we could take it back to the old school days
Back when being a drug addict was considered a bad thing and not a cool phase
This generation just seem to have thrown the rules away
I miss the old school days 

I wish we could go back to the old school days that I miss 
Like the days when the Kardashians didn't exist 
Back when you had to be talented for the radio to play your music
The good old days where people weren't proud of being stupid 

I miss when being a drug addict was a bad thing
now this generation has made it a brag thing
We're supposed to be advancing, but it feels like we've lost the clarity
People these days don't care about real life success, they want retweets, likes and social media popularity 

Take me back to the days where relationships held value and love was respected
When people showed they cared and both sides put in effort
I miss the days where guys would take girls out for dinner or to the movies
I miss when we could send a text without using a single Emoji 

take me back to when getting famous was harder than posting pictures of yourself naked
I miss the days when Hip-Hop was more than who has the most tattoos on faces
I miss when people respected love more than meaningless sex and searched for their soul mates 
I understand things change, but I just miss the good old days

I wish we could take it back to the old school days 
Back when being a drug addict was considered a bad thing and not a cool phase
This generation has thrown the rules away 
I miss the good old school days
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Watson Avatar
September 4, 2018 at 5:23 AM
Wonderful! I'm sure you reflect many people's thoughts here, Alex.
Duffy Avatar
September 6, 2018 at 3:53 AM
Thank you, yeah I think a lot feel like this in one way or another, everything changes, but not always for the better
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