Old Times’ Sake

Let’s take it back for old times’ sake,
Reminisce about the past,
Remembering back then,
Taking it back all the way when,
I was a chubby little Asian kid around the age of ten.
Rewind to the age of easiness of living,
Before life stammered,
Before the stresses gathered,
Before anything else outside of having fun ever mattered,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.
Back in the day when there wasn’t so much vanity,
Before facebook and twitter,
The want for glitz and glitter,
The need to be sexy, in shape and fitter,
And how could I forget,
The temptation for our bank accounts to exponentially get bigger.
Back in the day before the cell phone equaled status,
When there was no hierarchy built for technological access,
When making face-to-face conversation didn’t pierce like a knife,
And ringtones didn’t constantly interrupt us through life,
Beeping of text messages rolling on out,
Buzzing of text messages rolling on in,
Status updates filling a constant void,
Social upbringing sort of destroyed,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.
Replay the times when popularity meant nothing,
Relevance was deemed on the basis of actually achieving something,
Before puberty and hormones,
Before the need for school loans,
Before fear of the unknowns,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.
Listening to rap music, rock and pop,
Dancing around the house cause I couldn’t stop,
Happy go lucky,
Singing though sucky,
It never mattered cause I was actually happy,
No work to be done,
No errands to run,
Saturday morning cartoons,
Sundays sleeping in till noon,
Long weekends at the cottage,
Fishing on lake with the loons,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.
Travel back to times less intense,
Lack of issues with self,
Lack of need for wealth,
No need for impressing,
No need for Depression,
Where no dramatic accounts would come into question,
No troubles that way heavy on top of your shoulder,
No worry about being another year older,
Being drunk off life instead of letting alcohol take over,
Searching the field for that one four leaf clover,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.
Sitting in a circle playing truth or dare,
Wasting the times but no one would care,
End of the school year water gun fights,
Sleepovers that turned into sleepless nights,
Slurpies and slushies from Mack’s and Daisy Mart,
Brain freeze after was probably the best part,
Rollerblading the streets of my old neighbourhood,
Summer rolled by so fast and I never understood,
But now I know why,
Cause those days were great,
18 years in one place,
The memories bring a smile to my face,
I want to take it back for old times’ sake.

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