Still Reminiscing.

I remember when I was little. I remember when I use to hide on the shelf above my closet with my stuffed bunny when my parents were fighting. I remember being used by him. I remember more than you think.

Yesterday is the future.

Mistakes. People make them. People are them. People get mad at people to make them. It always involves us; humans.
Mistakes. To you, can't be overlooked. Sometimes you can't even blink without people judging your every move.
Mistakes. To me, are always forgiven. Because of what they are! MISTAKES!
Because today is tears. And yesterday is regrets. And tomorrow is begging not to come.
Because tomorrow is because of yesterday.
And. Well that's because of you.
Because you are so stubborn that yellow can't be red for even one day.
And trees can't sing because they aren't allowed.
And no cards; thanks to your boredom.
Please. Stop it.
Stars are pleading.
Hands are weeping.
And our air is suffocating.
And. Well. That's because of you. Again.
When you decide to start singing and stop walking, let me know.
Because if not, you are also, one of those mistakes.