Chi Annor

[Verse 1] 

Dear Younger Me, 

I wish you knew earlier 

That the world can be a little unfair, 

Unpleasant, 

With little sympathy to spare for mistakes 

Dear Mini Me, 

I’m not at all what you were expecting 

A little less proud 

Of what you thought I might be 

I admit, whole-heartedly 

[Pre-Chorus] 

You may find it a bit surprising  

That homework, curfews, and spelling bees 

Are now the least of my concerns 

So, what’s on my mind today? 

I’ll let you take a guess 

 [Chorus] 

It’s a little harder to teach than make-up 

But much more in abundance than air  

Could have you climbing a burning building 

Or pass away in old age from heartache  

You can find it in a store  

In the candy aisle  

You may have thought you found it with a crush or two

But with our family, it’s clearly there 

 It’s this fickle thing called love 

That seems to disappear every time I catch a glimpse 

Of myself in the mirror 

[Verse 2] 

Dear Older Me, 

Can’t say I’m doing well 

Though I can’t call it all hell  

My life’s going somewhat swell,  

I can’t take that for granted  

Dear Wiser Me,  

I know there’s no living without regrets 

And that closed wounds still keep scars of trauma  

Things will never be the same and they haven’t been for the last five years 

There’s no excuse, but maybe you’re a bit more forgiving of my short comings 

So, will you forgive me? 

For trying to stop you from experiencing this little thing

[Chorus] 

It’s a little harder to teach than make-up 

But much more in abundance than air  

Could have you climbing a burning building 

Or pass away in old age from heartache 

You can find it in a store 

In the candy aisle 

You may have thought you found it with a crush or two 

But with our family, it’s clearly there

It’s this fickle thing called love 

That seems to disappear every time I catch a glimpse 

Of myself in the mirror 

[Bridge] 

I’ll leave a little note for each of us:

To Mini Me,

There’s no better truth than trusting yourself

No need to fit the mold of someone else’s shapes and desires 

To Wiser me,

I’ll take the time to grow at my own pace

So maybe one day I’ll feel a little better at the thought of meeting you another five years down the line

[Outro]

Dear Hopeful Me,

Even if you can’t say I love you right now 

And you feel like averting your eyes 

Keep your chin up and smile 

And yes, a fake one will count 

As long as you’re here to try again one more day 

Until the day

It’s sincere