I once had a friend, who all ways told me the truth.
I once had a friend who, looked deep into my eyes.
I once had a friend who wore only a blue and gold shirt.
I once had a friend who would defend me from bullies.
I once knew a friend, who would back me up and take the shit that those would throw.
I once had a friend, who would stay over some nights and we would watch movies till the very next day.
But now that friend has gone and left Me with nothing but a Blue and Gold memory...
As now that friend that once defended me, has now turned to the one who now would slay me.
That friend that once wore that blue and gold shirt, the shirt that let me knew i'd never be hurt.
My blue and gold memory is now my desserter.
