90's was a long time ago
When we were children we watched MTV.
We watched the kings and queens to be.
I strummed on my belt and sang with a FM radio
Oh how good it felt to find time to be alone
and wield a guitar acoustic
I strummed with a plastic
that always sound a little flat.
my bum numbed where I sat
but the dream is yet electric
in my heart a little skeptic
that I can keep what I collected.
few dreams.
I wandered into college and high school
a zombie for knowledge, looking cool
a guitar case hangs by a ribbon
I strung the promises to play on
some day soon.
This is my day 58 entry of the 100 days of poetry by
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