like the lessons we never learned while they were being taught -
these printed photographs held some information of new discoveries,
now simply swapped like an old deck of trading cards.

we place the value on our words, our actions, our thoughts.
it would be fair to say that we didn't expect these things to cause the latter,
forcing me to run away in oder reinvent myself once again.

i woke up this morning, my lower back aching, my fever headache lingering,
and this ill feeling from waking up with my ribs pushing against hardwood floor -
did i put myself in this place again? what happened to reinvention?

i cannot afford to change the past - how much you know or don't know about me.
my wallet is empty, i'm down to my last blanket and no pillow.
i cannot passively wait for things to just end up how i want.

if i intend on building this little shining of a thing out of my life,
i suppose i have to practice on my timing.