when words fail, poetry speaks.

nostalgia has hit me again

and i don't have time for happy songs anymore

why is it that i'll never learn

that nothing ever stays the same

but there is one thing

one thing

your words

or rather, not your words

they always seem to make me down

i need to scream

i need to run

but most of all

i want to go back in time

and stay there forever.