Poor circulation pt 1

Im different these days.
Like the way I dress.
The way I talk.
The music I play.

Different than I used to be.
Like my mind has been rewired.
Its freaking me out.

The past is all forgotten.
The future isn't a thing.
Neither is the present.
Because now feels like then and tomorrow feels like yesterday.

To hate the things I once loved.
To love the things I once hated.

I'm not the same kid I was in high school.
I'm not the same kid I was in Summertime.
I'm not the same kid I was in the Fall.

....and now its winter.

I'm not a kid.
I'm not an adult either.
Not a teen.
Not a young man.

Im an old man.

a very very very old man
with so much time to think about things
the way time was way back when
the way I liked freetime
and mountains
and friendship
and music.

Im not the same kid no more.

I've evolved



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