Are you the same Kristine
I knew from seventh grade?
No, it´s definitely you

Just with a new last name

Someone who laughed a lot
Is what I remember the most
But the face in your profile
Suggests maybe not so much anymore

Yeah, I got the emails
These last two years every day
And I just don´t reply because
I´m not really sure what to say

Kristine from the seventh grade

The anger, the all caps
And all the pseudoscience
The misspellings, they must be on purpose
We went to a good school, Kristine

So what would you imagine I might
Take from this deluge of memes
The cryptic, dark Bible quotes
Guns and dead fetuses
Seriously, Kristine, are you okay?
´Cause this world can be
Wonderful too, yeah
Do you ever see it that way?

Kristine from the seventh grade

There´s a break in the rain
A perfect time for a walk
The smell of wet leaves
And warm smiles and hellos

These things exist in the real world, you know

Oh, what a shame, Kristine
This disease that makes strangers of friends
But if these days it´s really "us´s" and "them´s"
Maybe you should just take me off of both of those lists

´Cause it´s such a short and sad
And beautiful life
Do you ever see it that way?