I Remember

I remember believing whatever I heard. 

I remember being okay with hating people for no reason.

I remember judging people based on criteria that doesn't exist.

I remember learning that judgment will never be defeated. 

That being a non-judgemental person really just means

that you judge someone based on a societal perspective

that many people agree is okay to exude.

I remember laying on a tarp one summer night.

I remember looking at the stars and deciding that they are beautiful.

Just like looking into my mother's watering eyes.

I remember feeling love for the first time.

It was perfect.

I remember drinking my first cup of coffee and feeling better than everyone else.

I remember realizing that 99% Americans drink coffee.

I remember feeling good that I was part of that 99%.

I remember my first piano lesson.

I remember hating lessons until, after a month, I received a king-sized Snickers bar.

I remember my first recital.

I remember my mother saying that she was so proud, and me believing her.

I remember writing my first poem.

It wasn't a poem at all, but a lousy string of words.

I remember everything from the age of 15 and up. Everything before that is a haze.

The End.