So many of us live with the lame attempt
at re-living our pasts.
It's a broken attempt
at avoiding the future.
A futile attempt
at avoiding attention to the present.
I can't be the only one sick
of seeing adults act like children.
Take your nostalgia goggles off…
Get off the couch.
Grow up…
Get a job.
Something, or anything to break
the state of mind holding you here.
I know it's attempt to fill some emptiness,
but the past lies, twenty years gone.
Dwelling so long only makes the void greater.
