To the past and future me
Hey past me
a mix of what I hate and love about myself
my bright smile, my cancerous bitterness
filled with happy memories and awkward situations
only a faint memory of who I used to be
as I run faster toward future me
past me, you will be left behind
only alive im my memory
that future me is everything
that I know I will be
my hopes come true, my dreams made real
all is within my future me
so hey past me it was nice I guess
to see you again
but as I get
closer
and
closer
to who I was meant to be
past me, you will soon only be
a distant memory
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