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