the times, they are a changin'
everything around me seems to be moving so fast, i dont even know how i got where i am. everythings changing, and all i want to do is stay in this summer forever.
i'm going to be a junoir, i'm 2 years from college, i have to start worrying about colleges, i have to take ACT's and SAT's, and classes such as honors pre-calc will be no easy task.
rocky's moved back in, soon he'll be 22, find a job in his advertising field, and move out. if i'm lucky maybe theres a chance we can get to know one and other before he's moved out of the house completely. theres such a wall between us, i absolutely hate it.
people who were once constants in my life, i hardly see, hardly talk to, hardly recognize anymore.
for a while its been when i look in the mirror, i don't know this girl staring back at me, i'm so different; its not that i hate how i look, its just i've changed so quickly over the past few years.
i think the thing that has rapidly changed is birmingham. maybe i'm living in the past, but i remember the days of the gap on the corner of maple and old woodward, and the express across from it. when frankie and debbies had just taken the spot of the old roots, and one bought their CD's at harmony house. the big rage was when the birmingham theatre re-opened, and lonestar was next door. when there was no even speak of the palladium, it was crowley's, that 3 story department store; with greek islands next door, and greek islands had outdoor seating. changes was alive and thriving, and pre-teen girls such as myself shopped at this little store called kiddlywinks. it was a time when no one would have guessed that jacobsen's would go out of business; or that the open lot behind dick o dows, merchant avionos and machus's bakery would become million dollar condos (the willits). the library had no addition, and that parking structure at ferndale and ring road(behind the palladium) was never full. so many shops have now gone, along with places of the past. i realize this is all material stuff, but it was the town i grew up in, and yet another thing i hardly recognize.
why does it always feel like i'm forced to live in the future, when i want to live in the past?
i'm going to be a junoir, i'm 2 years from college, i have to start worrying about colleges, i have to take ACT's and SAT's, and classes such as honors pre-calc will be no easy task.
rocky's moved back in, soon he'll be 22, find a job in his advertising field, and move out. if i'm lucky maybe theres a chance we can get to know one and other before he's moved out of the house completely. theres such a wall between us, i absolutely hate it.
people who were once constants in my life, i hardly see, hardly talk to, hardly recognize anymore.
for a while its been when i look in the mirror, i don't know this girl staring back at me, i'm so different; its not that i hate how i look, its just i've changed so quickly over the past few years.
i think the thing that has rapidly changed is birmingham. maybe i'm living in the past, but i remember the days of the gap on the corner of maple and old woodward, and the express across from it. when frankie and debbies had just taken the spot of the old roots, and one bought their CD's at harmony house. the big rage was when the birmingham theatre re-opened, and lonestar was next door. when there was no even speak of the palladium, it was crowley's, that 3 story department store; with greek islands next door, and greek islands had outdoor seating. changes was alive and thriving, and pre-teen girls such as myself shopped at this little store called kiddlywinks. it was a time when no one would have guessed that jacobsen's would go out of business; or that the open lot behind dick o dows, merchant avionos and machus's bakery would become million dollar condos (the willits). the library had no addition, and that parking structure at ferndale and ring road(behind the palladium) was never full. so many shops have now gone, along with places of the past. i realize this is all material stuff, but it was the town i grew up in, and yet another thing i hardly recognize.
why does it always feel like i'm forced to live in the future, when i want to live in the past?