Something When I Was Younger

It starts with a flashback of when you’re younger.

A snapback to the past. 

You view this memory through glasses and whiplashes of bruises and 100 hundred nights of no sleep. 

Click, click, goes the shutter. 

The light flashes as you swing and hit air. 

When the memory passes and you remember how flat you fell when you yelled for someone to care just remember one thing,

 “you wanted it.”