When I was 10 or so I had a nightmare,
one that stuck with me for this long.
I didn't think much of it back then,
but now I don't want to ignore.

I was playing outside with a friend,
a few feet away I noticed a figure,
a guy, a teenager, no doubt
the more I looked, the more I found.

The guy standing there was me, but older,
staring motionless at my younger self,
with a tired expression on his face,
horror movie ****** style.

As a happy child I thought nothing of it,
made some jokes and that was the end.
As a depressed teen, though, I grew up to see
that exact expression on my face a lot.