Parallelism

Ever since the transfer, I left my schedule.
I forgot how to enjoy myself.
I forgot when to do work.

I was too frustrated,
I was too anxious.

Because of the lack of things.
Because of the least familiar people.

I didnt do things.
I did things when they did them.
I wasted my free time.

Now that I start to realize,
Now that I want to restart like how i used to be,

I want to go back,
go back to my old self.

The time wont be returned,
the transfer wont be cancelled,
the people wont be beside me,
I cant become my old self,

But life goes on.
The world keeps moving.
The technologies get modern.

I just need to remember.

And moving on isnt always good.

You tell me

Getting thrown away the paper you gave in front of your face.
Silent treatment to your child self because of denying the curfew rule.
Was not allowed to argue even for one to two sentences when they did it for many times in front of the kids.

You tell me what adult is.
You tell me what fairness is.