Sometimes I miss flip phones

And riding bikes till dark

And dreaming of adventure

While playing in the park

Sometimes I miss music

I didn't understand

And feeling like a grownup

Lip smackers in my hand

Sometimes I feel nostalgic

Of days I lived back then

But never to the point

I'm somber of what's ahead

Sure I'll miss Disney Channel Games

But I wouldn't watch them now

I'd rather live this part of life

Plus I couldn't root for Dylan Sprouse

Sure I miss no Facebook

Or Instagram or Snap

But I don't miss needing numbers

If I want old friends to come back

Too bad I don't fit into Justice

But my little cousins do

And I kind of like

seeing them light up

As much as I used to

As life goes on I'm grateful

Each morning I get out of bed

That I have as blissful past behind me

And as bright a future I want ahead