broken eye ball

nostalgia knows when its needed,
and I should write a story or book
about the ska/punk scene in Orlando in the 90s;
the protagonist will be a girl, coming of age. 

from middle school to college
and leaving it all behind,
then looking back,
kinda like I am now.

from first kiss to movies,
skateboarding boys laughing,
this documentary won't be true,
but it will be close and surprising.

one day I will get to it,
with the help of a few people
who lived it, skanking the night away,
in the shadows of adolescence.

cooler then memories,
but setting the record straight,
with metaphors and a rocking soundtrack,
because no one else is doing it. 

it's worth a try, worth a time machine,
to remind people that that place
is more than just Disney,
and there was a real scene.