At Least 20 Allows for Reinvention

It’s difficult not echoing the words that bounce back and forth in your memories

There’s a constant struggle to avoid cryptomnesia, which makes it feel even more likely in the long run

From Dave to Bo, the presence of their words in your meaning is tangible to the very taste of their atmosphere

It’s an overblown feeling of self-importance that makes the inevitable seem impossible

You spend the first 20 so sure of yourself that you can’t see your father’s reflection in the mirror

You spend the next 10 attempting to piece the mirror back together after a panic attack you can’t remember

A recollection of dreams you once held feel more illusory than the scent of those professional orators

Leading to a constant self-comparison as if the world was made for you and you alone

Consistency remains in all but self-image

Now, imagine you’re 11 and your mirror shattered at 8 by a world that deemed you worthy enough to pick up the pieces and hold its problems while it was too distracted by BBLs and the next drug they could click on

Pick up all of our pieces, then define us by your newfound ideals, take your trophy and leave us alone

The game is about to start, I don’t want to miss it