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.