Turn Behind You But Don't Make It Obvious

When a memory starts to breathe,
I can't help but to relive that moment,
Where I meet who I used to be again.
I don't want to meet that old friend.

But the conversation starts and doesn't end,
Leaving and coming back as if we were missed questions,
And the answer is always wrong.
I don't want anymore reunions.

But each time I come back,
I learn something new,
I see why you turned out that way.
I know I can be different now.

I don't want to hold you in shame,
And I hope you were held in love more.
But you're a hardship,
You make me better the worse you are.

Chelsea D., 9th-12th Grade