Sitting behind who I used to be,
watching him juggle and fight gravity,
such a young rebel, a child at heart,
a child in his mind.

Big ideas and big hopes for all the world,
big love for everyone and that special girl,
all so small now that I realized,
how big everything else is.

I fought with myself and I fought with the law,
with my mother, my father, and everyone I saw,
brash and boisterous as I cocked my head back,
a savior of no one at all.

Years come and go with the blustering breeze,
people you loved let go with ease,
and you find yourself looking back one day,
at the back of your pasts head.