I suppose...
If i could,
fly back to the past
I would,
flash back to the trance that
was good,
To a day when everything was as
it should
be…maybe…
it's just, the future is uncertain and the past
already written, and the present lasts a second
before it's forever imprinted, if you listen, close,
hear chance passing by, and look up to the sky
for the reasoning why, I’ve tried and left defeated,
ignored and succeeded, accomplishments come
when they’re not necessarily needed, it seems
God’s conceited, or maybe I’ve just conceded,
And I find myself dragging when will is depleted,
I’m running off fumes! Trying not to inhale,
I’m living in the now, because a second ago
I failed.
I guess...
I’m just lost in this hole, wandering aimlessly towards
my goal, and searching for the future that reality
stole, confused and alone, far away from home,
I’m stuck in a life that’s accident prone, but
I can’t turn back now, can’t reverse in my wake,
I’d be late for my fate on that predestined
date, can’t change my old traits, and my
breadcrumbs are mistakes, and to go
through them again is a path I
won’t take.
So...
Rebuilding starts now, from the foundation
on up, but I’m on shaky grounds, can’t touch
base through the muck, but when progress is
slow, and turmoil grows, just look to the
past to know not where to go.
Because...
The future is uncertain and the past
already written, and the present lasts a second
before it's forever imprinted, die for tomorrow,
and live for today, time brings us answers
and tears evaporate