young people next door

let's be honest
I am old
there is no one that I know
in this apartment building
neighbors above 
neighbors below
in my bathroom
I hear voices
from the east side on my floor
please excuse me
if I listen
to the young people next door

now before you
call the cops
please don't be disturbed
'cause I don't know
what they're saying
'cause I can't make out the words
but I hear music
I hear friends
laughing till their sides are sore
and that's why
I like to listen
to the young people next door

          'cause I once had a life
          where I did what I allowed
          I'd give my fondest memories
          to cause that trouble now

let's be honest
I am old
I'm in the wrong demographic
I am sad
I have more issues
than national geographic
but I remember
years ago
being a student, green and poor
but I was rich
in love and friendship
like the young people next door