The idea for Back to the beginning, Before you reach your end was a comical study into how someone would address the idea of speaking to their younger self. What would you at age sixty, want to tell yourself at age twenty two if you had the chance? And at age twenty two, what would you say to yourself as a four year old?
Dear Youngest Self,
I remember you!
All you ever cared about, was what to cut and stick.
Milk teeth! That energy!
An imagination running wild.
I know that you wont understand,
Until you’re no longer a child.
I guess that you’ll be declaring,
I want to be a big boy!
Well I can tell you how big boys act,
So you better put down that toy.
20 years have gone.
I’m scared to inform you, of antics I may have had.
Don’t let anyone waste your time,
Your friends will come and go.
When you’ve found a friend for life,
Somehow, you’ll just know.
I know that you’re not a fool
I hope, you know they’ve lied
Your dog didn’t run away
Unfortunately it died.
Take care of your body
You’ve got to be quite healthy, to deal with all this drink
Now. I know that you don’t dress yourself
You’re not bothered what you wear
But by letting your mum, it wont be too fun
When you’re older and aware
One day you’ll dress as batman
Maybe a pirate the next?
Don’t raid your mum’s makeup bag
Because photographs exist
Parents are annoying
But they’ll be appreciated one day, when you’ve missed the bus.
You’re told girls have the lurgy
A part of this is true
Improve on your judge of character
Because some of them really do
Remember to be cautious
Stay well away from danger
As it pains me to inform you
You’re not a Power Ranger
Change will come.
Live your life wild and free, forget about the cost.
As you get older
Something will go on
Those little hairs, sprout everywhere!
On your chest, face and tum.
I hope you’ve been enlightened
And my words have been kind
Just one last thing, before I go
Santa isn’t… never mind!