It’s you
Stuck in the cue
Dreaming about things
Fresh and new

Will you get ahead
Removing things
Relishing memories
Out of your head?

This obsession
Taking your possession
Will they believe
You deserved a mention?

It gets harder
Know not why
Will they remember
The magical time?

It’s you
As always
Stuck in the cue
Gloomy days

They return.