I'll miss the smell of new sneakers
That overwhelm the stairs
The slight freshness that breezes
Like just cutt pears
The side conversations
Of people passing by
The little greetings
Of acquaintances saying hi
The smiles from people
That you barely know
The laughter of strangers
Wherever you go
School can be cruel
And the people can be worse
But sometimes I believe
You've mistaken a blessing for a curse