I Need a Time Machine

Looking back at how I’ve changed
Memories I just can’t shake
How the joy has faded from my life
With the balance of give and take

I once contained a humor
With a smile on my face
Yet somehow my words grew somber
And my refection held disgrace

You could say through these years
I’ve grown mature and wise
But to remember how love felt
Would be the greatest prize

A forced smile and a cordial laugh
Oh I’m so much more polite
But when I listen in eager silence
I struggle an internal fight

I know now I’ve lost sight
Of emotion and ambition
Comparing the photographs
With only subtle recognition

If we grow wiser with time
From the places that we’ve been
I’d settle as an idiot
To feel that way again

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