When I was younger I owned a pair of headphones
Light pink
Over my messy short hair
You could hear every word they said
That I would connect to my iPad
I used it whenever I wanted to watch videos
Without my mom knowing
I would sprint up to my room and sit at the back
Watching for hours and hours till she caught me
And then punished me for it
Few years passed and I locked them in a drawer
Filled with old things
Old photos, old toys, old memories I locked behind
In my old life
Now new me owns a pair of AirPods
White a color younger me would despise
Covered by my now long wavy hair
Connected to my new phone
To play music over my loud thoughts
Noise canceling
Even if my mom came in to scold me I wouldn’t hear
I could just cry my way through the pain
Sometimes I think about unlocking the drawer
Finding my old headphones
And letting old me back into my life
But new me never found the key
Maybe she never will
Maybe thats a good thing
Maybe I needed to lock up those memories and live to this day
New mes still not sure
But for now I’ll watch the drawer from afar
And let old me know
I’d be fine without her
Dec 25, 2025
Dec 25, 2025 at 11:17 AM UTC
When I was younger I owned a pair of headphones
Light pink
Over my messy short hair
You could hear every word they said
That I would connect to my iPad
I used it whenever I wanted to watch videos
Without my mom knowing
I would sprint up to my room and sit at the back
Watching for hours and hours till she caught me
And then punished me for it
Few years passed and I locked them in a drawer
Filled with old things
Old photos, old toys, old memories I locked behind
In my old life
Now new me owns a pair of AirPods
White a color younger me would despise
Covered by my now long wavy hair
Connected to my new phone
To play music over my loud thoughts
Noise canceling
Even if my mom came in to scold me I wouldn’t hear
I could just cry my way through the pain
Sometimes I think about unlocking the drawer
Finding my old headphones
And letting old me back into my life
But new me never found the key
Maybe she never will
Maybe thats a good thing
Maybe I needed to lock up those memories and live to this day
New mes still not sure
But for now I’ll watch the drawer from afar
And let old me know
I’d be fine without her
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!! Or other holidays you celebrate if you do!! Figured a poem about headphones would be nice finally got headphones this Christmas <333 my old ones broke (not the pink ones) have a lovely day loves <3
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