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The Boy That I Remember

The old version of me is passed out of sight
Like a long, slow train on a dead silent night
Images of rising above my outer self
Have all been cast aside; gather dust upon the shelf
All the choices I've made prove I was not prepared
And what I haven't done shows I was just too scared
Tried to be a man of action but I'm just lost in thought
Tried to be a better person, which just proved that I am not
The worst is I know better; all the knowledge I've obtained
Sits in boxes in the basement of my over-cluttered brain
So much time has slipped away, so much life that I have lost
As I waste here in my room simply measuring the cost
And it's not that I'm not able with all the blessings I've got
I just don't know how to use them and it's making me distraught
There's no question that is harder; no truth that rings more true
Than the boy that I remember, I can't ever go back to you

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