what shall i do

what shall i do

i think back to when i was little

the freedom to do as i please

now that i’m here what shall i do

reminisce on the past

or stay in the present


why does the present bring such ...

is it my sense of clarity

the memories fading until 

now i must create new ones

with more subjects

but why


why can i not stay in my place 

with family

people hurt too much

there’s so much



but then they make me laugh

make me smile

and i think

what if



when will they tell me

what if they don’t

why do i have to

how will i feel

now it must


sadly this is the cycle

everything has to end

and sometimes it’s ok

but for now


i will smile at the rain