If You Could Talk To Your Teenage Self

If you could talk to yourself long ago
What would you say?
What would you show?
Would you come clean about what lies ahead
The troubles and tears
The night on the bridge?
Would you say words
Sage and profound
Only to find them cast on the ground and ignored
Because all that you've learned
Was born of mistakes that were all your own

Or would you say
Just hold on?

If I had a pill that could make it all change
Would you accept?
Or would you refrain?
A chance to rewind
Back to the time
That night on the bridge
The choice that defined
You- at this exact point in time
Are the sum of your parts
The laughter and crying
So no... I don't know
What I could say that would change anything at all

All I would say is
Hold on

That night on the bridge
You looked at me straight
I remember you said
"We are born, then we die, the end"

Just hold on