sometimes you think of those old memories
the ones you nearly forgot about
and it makes you melancholy
when your parents would read your bedtime stories
or when you were forced to go fishing and caught a trout
watching wall e for the first time
i hate to say it
but life isn't the same as it was
the dreary days are often much more common
i would try to delay it
but all i do is reminisce on scars
who i am now feels so foreign
i miss not being able to reach the sink handle
and needing someone to pick me up to see far
i miss watching my favorite movies for the first time
stealing my dads old flannel
and the road trips in the stuffy car
feeling rich when i found an old dime
life was better when i didn't know what it was
i just can't seem to escape all this time
