I like old tube tvs Perhaps radios better? I like old objects like cassette tapes I don't like AI People use it to make money till along is another thing to make money But using it to make money, is supporting it I don't like the fact that it is everywhere I just want a simple world I don't care for all the tech gadgets I can't breathe without them there They are probably counting how many breaths I take and writing down how much I contribute to greenhouse gases I just want my bed with the comfy quilts I curled up in winter The stars and constellations that seemed close and I could see clearly The night that was actually dark, it was pitch black Rain on the roof, windy days spent in the tree watching the trees sway on the side of the embankment beyond, like they're gonna fall down Sitting there, while it moved, secure, the perfect tree for climbing that I have never found since Sad, how when I find a field, it is later gone and developed When I walked across a fallen tree over the sleu, the city or someone got rid of it later City people don't understand the beauty of nature, everything is a hazard to them An idiot can fall in a puddle if they're stupid If someone falls off a fallen tree, why should they walk it in the first place? Snow so pretty Now it might be poisoned Thunder and lightning, the mud on your boots Hugs to your dad and piggy back rides Carob chips and tea parties with mom My sister and I, running in the woods picking up sticks I want to go back Time travel to that time I don't want to be here Childhood was the best gift of all Childhood was the best time of my life I didn't know it, because maybe I was a kid I didn't know that I wouldn't be sure of what are stars I didn't know that I would never see pitch black nights, again I didn't know that fluorescent lights would go away I didn't know streetlights would lose their ambience I didn't know that I would live in the city to know this I didn't know that wishing to get older is something that kids shouldn't do I didn't know I would miss the lack of fashion in the 2000's I miss the striped t-shirts and capri's, whatever clothes we wore that weren't H&M approved The old photos that sometimes had red lights for the eyes It's too perfect now. Nothing great about photos, no more Everyone gets a perfect family photo shoot My favorite blue shirt, the time I had favorite clothes, the trip through Alberta seeing the beautiful water that was like turquoise, when I was young, sitting in my car seat. Perhaps more to add, I am just sad perhaps, nastalgia A hotel in Singapore I had to check if I spelled 'nostalgia' Why is it spelled like there's a nose in it Like you can smell a time, wistful Photo by Gabriel on Unsplash I like old tube tvs Perhaps radios better? I like old objects like cassette tapes I don't like AI People use it to make money till along is another thing to make money But using it to make money, is supporting it I don't like the fact that it is everywhere I just want a simple world I don't care for all the tech gadgets I can't breathe without them there They are probably counting how many breaths I take and writing down how much I contribute to greenhouse gases I just want my bed with the comfy quilts I curled up in winter The stars and constellations that seemed close and I could see clearly The night that was actually dark, it was pitch black Rain on the roof, windy days spent in the tree watching the trees sway on the side of the embankment beyond, like they're gonna fall down Sitting there, while it moved, secure, the perfect tree for climbing that I have never found since Sad, how when I find a field, it is later gone and developed When I walked across a fallen tree over the sleu, the city or someone got rid of it later City people don't understand the beauty of nature, everything is a hazard to them An idiot can fall in a puddle if they're stupid If someone falls off a fallen tree, why should they walk it in the first place? Snow so pretty Now it might be poisoned Thunder and lightning, the mud on your boots Hugs to your dad and piggy back rides Carob chips and tea parties with mom My sister and I, running in the woods picking up sticks I want to go back Time travel to that time I don't want to be here Childhood was the best gift of all Childhood was the best time of my life I didn't know it, because maybe I was a kid I didn't know that I wouldn't be sure of what are stars I didn't know that I would never see pitch black nights, again I didn't know that fluorescent lights would go away I didn't know streetlights would lose their ambience I didn't know that I would live in the city to know this I didn't know that wishing to get older is something that kids shouldn't do I didn't know I would miss the lack of fashion in the 2000's I miss the striped t-shirts and capri's, whatever clothes we wore that weren't H&M approved The old photos that sometimes had red lights for the eyes It's too perfect now. Nothing great about photos, no more Everyone gets a perfect family photo shoot My favorite blue shirt, the time I had favorite clothes, the trip through Alberta seeing the beautiful water that was like turquoise, when I was young, sitting in my car seat. Perhaps more to add, I am just sad perhaps, nastalgia A hotel in Singapore I had to check if I spelled 'nostalgia' Why is it spelled like there's a nose in it Like you can smell a time, wistful Photo by Gabriel on Unsplash Photo by Gabriel on Unsplash Gabriel Unsplash