GROWTH//NOSTALGIA

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All right y'all, wow
Nostalgia
Wake up in my bed
Throw the covers to the side
No alarm clock
Cause the weekend has arrived
First thing I can think of is my cereal bowl
Both parents still sleeping
Sun approaching us slow
I walk into the kitchen listen to the birds for a sec
But realize cartoons are on and in full effect
Cause it's Saturday
Over to the couch as I fly
Through the making of my breakfast
My sugary high
This is pure youth
Innocence it riddles my mind
So raw you could siphon it and shield your eyes
From all the evil and corruption till the day that you die
I would give everything I own up
For a chance to relive it
Just one day
Young again
And ever so privileged
Uh
Wake up in my bed
Throw the covers to the side
No alarm clock it's later down in my life
I'm late
High school bound
Very first day
Dad yelling cause he knows I could've been up and straight
Life more crazy now
Same shit new day
This is a sloppy chapter written
I hate to read it away
Cause see in high school I found drugs and also my fate
Addictive personality
Looking straight in my face
Where did this monster come from
Are we demons as children?
Or do we need an exorcism for our own growth and brilliance?
I'll never know
But I swear my life would be so much different
If I just said no and showed my parents I had an interest
In my work at school
Classes and the sporting events
I didn't even try at those but if I did would I stress?
Because I wasn't ever popular
Got bullied and checked
Just a nerdy kid in class who wish he could've impressed
Now I toke when alone
Cartoons before bed
Present day
Wake up in my bed
Throw the covers to the side
Phone going off
Same alarm every time
I walk up to the closet uniform always hanging
I work at Sonic now
Car hopping
Making my wages
Cause it's a tip to tip basis
It's my money for gas
Still smoking too
No I'm not proud of my past
I still remember those mornings
With my Saturday plans
And regret my bad choices
Parents no longer mad
It's been three years now
I'm ready for my own pad
Cause three years back
All my childhood visions shattered
I fucked up hard
Lost my parents, friends and my patterns
Now I'm sitting in Missouri
Ready waiting to go back
To where it started with my family
But I'm scared that's a fact
Because I know that what could happen could kill me for real, man
But I look at this like everything else
It's just an obstacle
Hope that I can fix things fore it's no longer optional
As we grow
We always tend to look back
Never look back
Just keep moving forward
Keep moving forward

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