So many memories of the past float through my mind
Even when I know there is not a pint of use in it to find.
It gets stuck in the wheel of yesterdays
Like a guinea pig on a wheel in the cage.
Wallowing in self pity and shame
The emotion of my past prevent my wings to get me faraway.
I create a future just like all the yesterdays
Just by reliving them again and again.
And then wonder why my life is just the same and
I get hit by bricks that comes with familiar name.
Why? I ask myself do you love to stay in the muck
Is reliving the known devil better than an unknown luck?
Is it better to suffer and shrivel than letting go?
Wake up! Let go of the film roles from the past.
Lets live in the present moment where everything feels right.
What ifs and I wish I hads are to be left behind
Lets only take the lesson and create a brighter tomorrow where
everything will be alright.