Peeping through the lens, you’ll only get a glimpse…
With focus of yourself, zooming in gets so intense…
The pixels break apart, and you notice little blips…
Where your character has changed, and the image seen has slipped…
Hoping things developed wrong you dip it back under the light…
Adjust the brightness thinking it’s something wrong with your sight…
Barely able to make out all the reasons for the errors…
Thoughts of looking back through the photo album gives you terrors…
Whether there was progression slow enough you didn’t notice…
Or ignoring the facts hoping companions were a novice…
Looking back at yourself ashamed of how your picture turned,
Some lessons you’ve never learned, or decided they should burn…
Too stubborn to pay attention to the camera’s designs…
Blind to the flash of life that once would help now resigned…
Needed another roll of film but this clerk declined,
Memories lined, by the photoshop that’s cropping your mind…
I dare incline, that you take out the time, carefully look…
Take a ride in the past, through every page in that book…
Realize where you went wrong and take the steps to advance…
And give it another chance, take that girl out to a dance
Go give ya best friend that money he needed to keep his lights
Tell ya kids that it’s ok just come back before its night
Call back ya girl at her friend’s and apologize for the fight
Erase all the wrong answers and ask for help to get them right
And make the next develop better, clearer image resized
Adjustments have been revised, and the quality surprised
A future that looked so negative resurrected alive
And vivid…God forgive it and fill yourself back with pride
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now resigned…
