And just like a picture frame
that holds a precious memory,
I looked at you through my car window,
Hoping you'll remember me.

That's what happens in photographs—
You're frozen in time.
And the next thing I knew,
I was saying goodbye.

I’m rolling
My life is like film
It keeps flashing
My eyes before me
See what’s headed after me
I’ve gotten here through love
I’ve been held back here by jealousy
I’m rolling on the ground
My life is like film
My raw image is hated
I’ve been double exposed
The light just isn’t getting it right
Dash cam is sending out live
I’m a flip show for everyone alive
My steering column is looking fuzzy
10 feet ahead of me I can live through memories
Swerve the wheel
I’m rolling
My life is like film
Shut in a dark room
Then seeing the light of day
Through a screen-shot
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Breathe, Stop steering
Cruise, control your feelings
You don’t need to cry for me

fingers graze the violet whisps as
the fire slowly burns out from above.
brilliance was thought to never be.
dreams could never be so perfect.

unlock the feeling of youth,
of the potential of the future.
calling out to the most inner self,
find it.

rays of gold unveil the truth
light becomes dark and yet

somehow,

hope prevails.
dark becomes light once more.