shadowed memories follow me
there is no hiding
and on amount of lieing will make them leave
we all dream of a better life
of hope
of love
but we hide
we hide bhind sarcasm
we hide behind false truths
behind masks
should we take the walls down
and let love in
or should we keep them up
to keep our fears away
shoud we dream of brighter days
should we dream that one day
our past is exactly that and it stays behind us
we dream
we hope
we love
we mourn
we know anger and sadness and loss
should we let our past keep us from out future
or should we go bodly on