School Poem

When I look back on the last three years of my life
There’s nothing to consider, nothing but air
Three years of nostalgia over the previous five
An out of body experience-
Going through motions but not truly alive

I wasn’t interesting, did nothing worthwhile
Nothing that I can look back on and smile
I can’t look back on what was me looking back
For all I see is echoes
From some time, some place

I can’t live my life on what used to be
I have to take charge be bubble bursting
I’m ready to try again-
Make acts matter.
Nostalgia’s out, what’s in is Wow.


Nostalgia by Alicia Schultz @FamilyFriendPoems

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