Nostalgia - Weekend

The photo on your wall

Is a record of the past

Things you had forgotten

Things that couldn’t last

Now that things are different,

A moment on your own brings back memories,

And the thought will make you crave for old friends,

Some of them you see sometimes,

Some of them are dead.

Don’t forget the bad times,

You swore not to forget,

The anger, mental violence,

The worries and the threats.

Sometimes it’s nice to see people

Who used to be really close to you,

But now you’ve escaped from your dependence,

Don’t get another dose.