what if

sometimes i close my eyes while laying down

and i imagine i am going back in time

to see those walls again

wear that uniform again

my old school

my eyes roaming over the floor overflowing with tears

missing my lost youth

maybe i should have done more

maybe i shouldn’t have done so much

maybe i should have known

but how could i have ever known

how much i would miss it

the innocence, the potential

the point between nothing and nowhere where everything is possible

any choice i could have made

so i daydream

thinking about all the things i would do differently

thinking about all the people i could’ve met

and then i come crashing down from the high

i’m here, 24 years old

it’s much too late now.

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