Im like those shoes in the back of your closet
Like those old hightop converse
You almost forgot about me
But just like the shoes Im in the back of your mind
It was your choice to throw me aside
Store the memories in the dark for no one to find
But some day someone will give me the time of day
Pick the old converse up and see potential
And when you want me back, theres nothing you can do or say
You can try me on again but theyll never fit the same
A new poem I made real quick. I went to the Balboa Fun Zone today. Had fun and wrote a poem about converse. La dee da dee da!