remember your youth.
when you stood for something.
when things,
important things pissed you off.
so much that you didn’t just fight back,
but you planned attacks.
you had an open mouth
with important words coming out.
you had a fist that slammed
down hard on subjects that mattered.
you were a shit storm of fire
and strength
and pride.
remember your youth.
when you cared about something.
you cared less what was on tv
and more about the music.
you read.
you dreamt.
you tried things for the first time.
and one more time just for the hell of it.
remember your youth.
when you laughed at the old
and swore up and down you’d never get that way.
you would never slow down.
you would never grow old.
you would never grow up.
or give in.
remember your youth.
when you cared about everything,
but could give a fuck less
about anything.
remember your youth.
it’s not so far behind
that you can’t grab a bit of it again.
-k. perks 2010