Remembering My Memories
Sitting here alone in this room with all these shadows
Through the frost on the windows I see I sit I wonder
I can see so much beauty although my glass is not clear
My angels are watching me, I can feel them, they are near.
I am captured in this moment of so much light and so much darkness
I never really thought about it-sometimes I couldn't care less
But I see I sit here I wonder why is it so hard to be free
The snow has covered the branches on every single tree
So brightly beautiful-but they are covered-they can not see
I watch the little birds jaded looking for a spot to land
and I wish I could help them, maybe offer my hand
I am sitting here now wondering -Why does life so quickly pass?
I feel the chill come over me-as I think about the past
The way I was brought up-maybe not the same as you
But I am human,so I naturally care -there is no reason- I just do
My childhood never stood so still until this very moment
I wish I could go back- to relive it and to own it
Those years I was so young, when I never really thought
about the things I overheard- the beliefs I was taught
I am older now- I want to believe - I want to be sane
I want more out of life than just to pass on the blame
Anger and hatred-I heard in your voice-as you told me "you have to"
I was young-I thought- I had no choice
I listened and learned from all that you said
and now that I'm wiser - Its all stuck in my head
I ask myself- I question everything I do-and I wonder
Should I live my life for me? Or is it better to live it for you?
Sitting her remembering, focusing, holding on the past
memories of my childhood-and the things in my life that did not last
You told me I could talk to you-but,you never had the time
the one thing I really needed- you could never find
I listened when you told me-that everyone should be treated fair
I have seen the way you treat others- I just don't think you care
You taught me how to write and read-Its the best thing that I know
because with my pen and my paper I can let my feelings show
I believe we are all human-no matter whats on the outside
we all want things in life-we all just want to survive
People are people-even if they are not just like me
I don't know every story-but it's OK-Its fine by me
I won't judge someones mistakes-I have made some too
It's really not my place-to label or to hate you
Torment and torture do you express these unkind things
how do you live with yourself-putting down another human being?
I see I sit I wonder what is in the future for all of us?
Why is everyone going crazy? Really, whats all the fuss?
I look out the window-through the frosted glass
I know things will some day change-forever is only as long as it lasts.