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With Love, From the Future
I would tell you
 not to drink so much coffee
 and to get more sleep instead.
 
 I would tell you
 to not get into the car that night,
 to not go fishing in the first place.
 
 I would say that it’s okay
 when you let your mother down,
 but never your dad.
 
 I would tell you that
 You would shine even brighter
 if you had the same confidence in the school hallways
 as you do on stage.
 
 Stop wasting your wishes
 every single night
 at 11:11 on someone
 you know could never love you back.
 
 I would tell you
 to let your sister into your room more often.
 
 I would direct you
 to the only people I know you trust,
 and I would tell you it’s not weird
 that they happen to be teachers.
 
 I would tell you
 that I’m proud of your achievements,
 and I don’t blame you for your mistakes.
 
 I would reassure you
 that just because you’re related
 to your relatives,
 that doesn’t mean you have to turn out
 anything like them.
 
 I’d let you know
 that your best friend won’t hate you after all
 when you tell her your
 most beloved
 secret.
 
 I would warn you in advance
 that your band is going to break up,
 but it’s for the best.
 It’s better to have lost an opportunity
 than a friend.
 
 I would tell you
 you look ridiculous when your shirt
 comes down to your stomach,
 and you shouldn’t even think of wearing
 anything that low-cut.
 
 I would tell you that you are a city girl.
 
 I would tell you to listen to your mom
 And put on sunscreen
 when you go to Robert Moses,
 or you will look like a tomato for a week.
 
 You like to fall back on what you know,
 so maybe you should consider a change of scenery.
 
 I would speak to you in French,
 and only in French
 because I know how badly you want to be
 fluent.
 
 For the love of God,
 please learn to dance.
 How can you be a princess
 if you don’t know how to do
 a simple waltz?
 
 I would tell you who your real friends turn out to be,
 so you won’t have to waste your time
 with the drama.
 
 You should practice the piano more.
 
 I would tell you
 that walking 20 blocks in the rain feels incredible,
 especially when you’re going
 nowhere.
 
 I would tell you
 that your friend’s boyfriend
 is a lunatic while driving,
 and you should prepare yourself for
 when he hits 110 on the highway
 at 12:00 in the morning.
 
 I would tell you not to fall in love
 with being in love.
 
 I would tell you to focus in geometry,
 and that doesn’t mean spending six hours
 on the phone while staring at the sheet
 and telling yourself you understand
 how to do a rectangle proof.
 
 I would tell you that
 your favorite memories
 take place by fire,
 but that doesn’t mean you should play with it.
 
 I would tell you that being a teenager is overrated.
 
 I would tell you to eat something
 Easter morning in 2006.
 Maybe you won’t pass out in church.
 
 I would tell you
 That it’s not a good idea to flip your kayak over
 in the middle of the Hudson river.
 
 I would make sure you knew
 that it was smart of you
 to not burn your old journals.
 
 I would tell you to not fight with your brother
 over a glass of pennies.
 You end up worse off than he does,
 even though he’s the one that’s
 in your dad’s office
 with the wet paper towel taking the blood
 from his hands.
 
 I would tell you
 that watching The Strangers
 is a horrifying experience.
 
 I would tell you
 that there is no good reason to keep a purse
 inside of your purse,
 but there’s really no bad reason either.
 
 I would tell you
 that there’s probably someone else out there
 who holds her memories in
 black and white sketches
 and who can’t read out loud.
 
 I would tell you not to trust your cousin
 On the night of your bat mitzvah,
 And also you’re going to fall into a bush.
 
 I would tell you
 that it’s great that you help your friends out when they’re sick,
 but don’t be so shocked
 when you end up with a cold of your own.
 
 I would tell you
 that what happens at sleep-away camp
 sometimes creeps into “real” life.
 
 I would tell you that childhood
 is limitless,
 and growing up doesn’t mean your heart
 has to die.
 
 I would tell you
 to not get your father mad
 right before you take the picture for your Christmas card,
 and to make sure your brother’s tooth stays in
 for a couple minutes longer.
 
 I would tell you to clean your room.
 It’s not fun sneezing
 every time you walk in there
 
 I would tell you that it’s not a bad thing
 to start a conversation
 with a random stranger in a café.
 
 I would tell you that
 a picture is worth a thousand words,
 And silence can be worth a million,
 even when it feels counterproductive.
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