4. alexandra's poem

everything changes,
that’s what we’re told,
and it’s true.

you tend to miss
the carefree days
of being 5 years old,
playing your ps2,
watching blue’s clues,
and playing along to
whatever you can.
those magical days
where your homework
resolved around coloring
and solving mazes.

you’d be shocked
how much things change
over time:
2+2=4
changes into
y=mx+b,
free education
stops being a thing
once you’re legal,
part-time jobs
cause even more
emotional stress
than they need to,
and some of those
closest to you
leave sooner than you
want them to.

oh, and remember
that girl who had cooties?
yeah, the one you
ran away from
in first grade
because she wanted
to kiss you?
you said no because
of cooties, right?
well, guess what?
she may have been
the one that loved you
more than anything,
but now it’s gone:
she has a boyfriend,
soon to be engaged,
and you,
spending your life single,
wish every day
for your new crush
to notice you.

it can hurt,
watching everything change
in the blink of an eye.
but you’ve gotta approach it
with finesse,
because live is too short
to waste on the
sad and the frustrating.
it’s scary,
but it depends on how
you approach it.

and at 19, it’s tough,
but i think you can do it.