Optimistic.

I miss a group of people.
I was close with them since school was open.
But then, something happen.
I felt ignored, I felt I wasn't part of the group. I felt like an outcast.
Wherever they go, I wasn't there. Either they didn't ask me along, or I couldn't make it.
I did told them, but they didn't believe.
So, they chose for me to go out. Its best for them. I tried to fight back,
but its like going to a losing battle. So, I said, I want out.
That was the turning point. I regreted. The practices I went, all of it. Wasted.
All that's left was memories, and that trophy. That talentime trophy. Damn, damn.
I wish I didn't left, I wish I didn't quit. I wish I could join back.
But even so, could they accept me?
Could they accept that I couldn't make it to some of the practices?
These are just dreams, dreams that's virtually impossible. I will not be accepted back.
Now, I miss my old crew.
Now, I miss B.S.C.
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