This is the crusty eye feeling when you first wake up
This is the summer time heat in the dead of the night
The kitchen light underneath your bedroom door when you're too scared to sleep
That "diamond" ring you got out of the 50 cent machine at the convenience store
The old veterans hat that you wore until you were 11 because you thought you were making a difference
The stinging feeling of getting your ears pierced by your best friend
This is the history books that bore you to death during class

This is not
I repeat not
About that pain you feel when you think of how many people die because suicide every ten minutes
This is not the spider weaving a home in the corner of your ceiling
This is not the uneasy feeling after a nap that was a little bit too long
The glass that ripped up your arms when you were in a head on collision at 17
The corner of cook and 12th street where you had your first kiss
The scared feeling of telling your parents you like the same gender as your own
The punches from that bully who takes your lunch money every morning

Sometimes I feel prehistoric
All of these memories that I will soon forget
Much like the mammoths did when they froze over