Maroon cover lettered in gray,
pictures from another day.
Pictures that bring a tear,
leaving me with nothing to say.
All this nostalgia from yesteryear,
makes me forget where my life did veer.
I came so close to throwing it away,
but this makes me want to stay.
These pictures of a better time,
make me feel good about today.
All the good times before the grime,
that turned my life into this slime.
The games and friends I had forgot,
come to greet me and get in the shot.
All this had slipped my mind,
when I thought about the gun bought.
Looking back I do find,
that Ive never really been in a bind.
So if youre thinking of doing something you ought not,
just remember, it makes all these pictures for naught.