user_382197751

when you grow older

everything is unfamiliar

and lonely

you reminisce on what seems like your golden past

when you were younger

and carefree

look back at the smiling faces 

in the rearview mirror

the people you loved so

you wonder if you can go back;

throw what you have out the window

the grey cityscape

the strange people

this empty feeling of longing

play your old songs

shut out the world and just sit

in the basketball court

after school on Friday

live day by day

watching sunsets on a skateboard

sweet purple bubbles on your tongue

 

but it wouldn’t be the same anymore

 

you don’t have what you used to

and you don’t have anything here yet

so you have nothing

 

going back feels like the right thing

and a failure, a step backwards

at the same time