i know you won't listen

i wouldn't either

there are some things you can't change

i couldn't either

you'll have memories

when you one day write this

that you won't forget,

some things

you'll try to,

but you'll remember

as i do

i'm not going to lie and say

it'll get better

since that already assumes

you're thinking of the future

so stop, take it in, breath,

your present moment's

wrapped in cellophane,

and do remember to

take care of your cellphone,

glass is cracked, and it looks

jank, like an old junkyard dog

lastly,

know that I'm still here,

and you will be too.