We live our lifes in the present.
but why must we look at the past.
the future is invisible.
yet memories an ocean so vast.
memories that make you laugh.
then memories that make you cry.
i long to know why i must cling to time thats passed me by.
the future is not written.
yet the past is written in scroll
why must i harbor my memories in this vacant hole.
I long to know
i long to know.
why i must hold memories so close.
we say we must forget the past.
but how to an ocean so vast.
To move forward with life would be such a delite
But that is a luxury i do not have.