Little Me
Nineteen,
A whirlwind of years,
Epic adventures,
Forever friends,
A whole new life
but a life with regrets
looking through old photographs make my heart ache
I see a fake smile,
holding back,
exclusion to the world
if only i could take it back and remind little me
Dear fifteen,
shoot your shot
text that boy
drink that milkshake
go to that party
wear that outfit
indulge yourself
life is too short to worry
who cares if you gain a few pounds
who cares if he left you on read
are you embarressed now
dont be
no one will remember tomorrow
be yourself, learn, grow
go out and live the teenage dream
it comes and goes quickly
soon all you will have is photographs
when you look at those photographs
it will be like reliving the glorious times
or the dark days
whatever they shall be, make sure you had the time of your life
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