I Really Miss Poem by James Pritchard

I really miss my germans friends,
who made me to who i am.
Who made me not need to floow any trends,
and we could call our teacher m'am.

I really miss going to the bakery every morning,
buying pretzels or some cheesecake.
In class hearing the loud snoring,
that came from all the friends fake.

I really miss sitting in english class,
always having a laugh.
I didnt need to try to pass,
always missing points a half.

I really miss fitting in,
not having to sin,
being with the people i love,
noone was being above.

I really miss walking home,
that long way back,
I could see the church dome,
and then i could slack.