I just got back to Club Penguin

Somebody DM'd me the login again

Signed in for the first time since 2015

A flood of memories came rushing

Right back to me

Unfortunately

I never did get to membership

I got into robots and weed and I sort of forgot about it

And without my absence

None of this would exist

The thought of that gave me a bit of a laugh

So much has changed

And so much is still the same

Maybe the places we thought were sacred

Are really ones that we created

Maybe what is dead really does live again

But I still know my way around the place

I still know where to go

And I still know what I like

I even still got a puffle or two

I learned

You better make good every time

'Cause it don't maybe might be your last

And you better take advantage while you can

Trying to go back in time

Is like digging up grass

Not worth the looking

If I've learned anything

It's that

Everything changes

Some things still stay the same

So much I thought was sacred

I ended up throwing away

I think some things destined to die

Will always find a way