Life in A Letter
Dear Past Me,
What’s wrong with you?
First place isn’t everything
You got what you want but now look
You lost everything you took
Wanted to be top of the class
But you ain’t got no class
No friends
No respect
It took you so long to realize
You’re alone
Smartest person in the class
But the dumbest in the world
You criticized everyone who didn’t agree with you
But you soon realized that no one wanted to be with you
Pretty funny, huh?
You wanted to be the top of the game
Only to be put to the bottom
I do have to give you props though
You looked at yourself and changed
You bettered yourself
You became more open
More friendly
And for that you got friends
Or should I say, “friends?”
You tried proving to them that you’re a better person now
You shared with them your feelings
You brought them into your heart
They all said that you’re a “good friend”
But they didn’t stick with you in the end
You wanted to hangout
But they wanted to get away
You opened your schedule
They closed theirs
Be glad that they left you
Only those who can be your friend
Will stick by your side
Even if ya’ll are separated
Dear Present Me,
So you finally graduated from middle school
You probably miss your friends right?
You think no one will think you’re cool
But don’t worry
Those chumps from middle school
Never had your back
Time for you to find new opportunities
New friends
Hell, you’ll even make new enemies
In high school, you do your thing
If they don’t like it
Then they don’t appreciate you
Not one bit
Woah, what’s that?
You actually made new friends?
I knew you could do it
You even met someone special?
Well that is most definitely new
You can finally be yourself and be accepted
You’re finally at peace
For so long you’ve fought for people's acceptance
They welcomed you with open arms
The phrase they’ve told you
“You’re a good friend”
Finally has a meaning
They’ve helped you when you were down
They picked you up when you fell
You’ve made so many memories with these wonderful people
Or should I say, friends?
Go on, be happy
You deserve it
Oh wait, let me take it back
You will come soon to realize
Your girl leaves to another state
Your father stays in hospitals many times over nights
You have arguments with your family
You barely see any of the rest of your family
Your own friend who you helped for the longest
Forgot to tell you he’s leaving
You better cherish what you have right now
Otherwise
Your happiness will be taken
Without you realizing it
Don’t you worry though
Because eventually your dad won’t go to the hospital as often
He’s going to take dialysis instead
Your girl still loves you
Your family becomes closer and stronger
You realize you don’t need the rest of the family any longer
You don’t need that so called friend who left
Better focus on yourself
Because it’s your senior year
Better make it count
Dear Future Me,
Now you are the person who I will become
You are the person who I don’t wanna know
I want to live in the future
I want to live in the present
Who knows what can happen in your time
All I know is I’m going to enjoy my time here
Let’s hope I will live a good life
Sincerely,
Me
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