Watching home videos makes me feel

Hopeless

Lost

Terrified

I’m watching the faces on the old video camera

Seeing some faces that are no longer with us

Seeing my own face before I grew up

Before we _all _grew_ _up_ _

The bowling alley birthdays

The petting zoos

The pool parties

It all feels so far away

As my eyes are following along with the different tapes I’m noticing how much we’ve all changed

How we’ve all grown up in so many ways

And I just want those old versions of my family back

I want to jump into the screen and find that family again

I want to travel back to a life full of Disney vhs movies

Beanie babies

Littlest pet shops

And even my parents old flip phones

I long to have that old life back

But no matter how bad I want it

How bad I feel like I _need _it

I can’t bring it back

I can’t bring back a time before we were all consumed by smart phones

A time where we could talk to each other without attitude and misunderstandings

Times where we would do family activities in a world full of hope

I can’t bring back my childhood

If I had one wish

I would wish to spend just one day

Just one moment in that world again

Before it was too late

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I don’t really know how I feel about the setup of this poem. There was so much I wanted to say and didn’t know a good layout for it or if it would be too much if I added everything. But this is the best I can think of for now ❤️