I want to go back to camp, honestly.
I want to worry about nothing but the number of shirts I have left to wear.
I want to worry about nothing but getting a shower in the morning.
I want to worry about nothing but original cheers to holler.
I want to worry about nothing but getting sun burned.
I want to worry about nothing but seeing things at night.
I want to worry about nothing but ending the camp.
I want to worry about nothing again.
In real life you dont scream when someone asks if you're hungry.
Boy do I miss camp.
Goodbye.