God I hope it will mean something in the end
If it was all wasted time can we just begin again?
Grieved the life that could've been
Not now, but without it then
The things that I might've kept over time I eagerly gifted
Sometimes I forget the other things that existed
Feels like another life - foggy - memories misted
Young years slightly tainted, the sentiment twisted
Not sure I'd recognise voices now
All to familiar with sweeter sounds
Called it family - changed the definition
In a better place - Your decision
Can't help but still feel the scar I wear
Faded with time but always there.
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