being fifteen seemed so shitty
but if i could go back i'd wish in everything that i am i could
then i'd still have time to spare and i would have lived for the day
and realized how great i had it
and how loved i felt then
and how we all acted like a big family as friends instead of despising one another as we do now.
and maybe i could have planned my escape sooner
i never go to shows around here anymore because they all suck
but maybe it's just because i've grown up some
and it takes more to entertain me
which is sad
i go to a show or two every once in a long while now, and most of the people my age are either there tolerating it or have migrated elsewhere to the opposite ends of the world leaving me here only to let the sentiment sink in and secretly hope that the younger kids will make the magic happen again and maybe even dance for once
my brother with be fifteen this year
and i hope it is everything that is was for me and more
he's a good kid.
he really deserves it.
but if i could go back i'd wish in everything that i am i could
then i'd still have time to spare and i would have lived for the day
and realized how great i had it
and how loved i felt then
and how we all acted like a big family as friends instead of despising one another as we do now.
and maybe i could have planned my escape sooner
i never go to shows around here anymore because they all suck
but maybe it's just because i've grown up some
and it takes more to entertain me
which is sad
i go to a show or two every once in a long while now, and most of the people my age are either there tolerating it or have migrated elsewhere to the opposite ends of the world leaving me here only to let the sentiment sink in and secretly hope that the younger kids will make the magic happen again and maybe even dance for once
my brother with be fifteen this year
and i hope it is everything that is was for me and more
he's a good kid.
he really deserves it.