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
pain
but then they make me laugh
make me smile
and i think
what if
when
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
