And it seemed just yesterday we were joking around in school.
Trying to not fail our exams.
Training hard for why we hardly knew.
Yet today we are looking back.
Knowing things are so different,
Already driving, drinking,
Wondering just what tomorrow will bring.
Wondering if we will ever feel so infinite ever again.
And the flower that grows amongst life will never be as beautiful as one that grows out of desolation.
I forgot what it means to be strangers
I forgot what it meant to be distrustful
I forgot what it was like to be angry
I only remembered
And everything you touch
You set aflame.
For this worm you allow
Always finds a way.