NOSTALGIA

When I look back into my past

What do I see?  You the most;

Even when, I listen a song of an unknown language

Or read my 6th grade social book cover page;

I’m seeing you all-around, should I mention the underground?

Every night when I think of the previous night,

Every time when I look at the scar of my lost fist fight;

Friday nights when I go to the bar near my place, or do something else

I hear your song from inside all the time

Note to mention your acoustic hymn;

Were you the part of all my days? When was the first time we even met?

Do I have a past with anything else? Or was I desperately unconscious of it??