Cotton Candy Ice Cream

What does it mean to be home?

I think I’ve always belonged here

But I didn’t notice the little things

I delve deep into the ocean

Of my childhood memories

Fragments of it make their way to my present

I invite them home

We have cotton candy ice cream together

We laugh and watch old films

I tell them my back hurts

They smile and comfort me

They tell me they have always been waiting

For me to invite them

To pull them from the depths of my memory

I didn’t know that. I feel sad

They are here now

Looking at me with kindness in their eyes

We play board games

I win every single time

We talk about the school days

How I kept missing the school bus

Almost every single day

I was always a little bit late

Chasing life, falling behind

I tried to keep up, but I couldn’t

I skipped breakfast and still missed the bus

I ran and ran

The bus didn’t stop

It faded from my vision

I felt gloomy and lost

I stood there, breaking

In my white school uniform

The yellow bus

It made me hate the colour yellow

I stood there, angry and annoyed

I’ve always been running late

I’ve always been missing the bus of life.

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