moving on
back
fragile words await to break all promises
empty minds speak endless thoughts
the ways things should be
yet no ambition and no true motives
and so everything changes,
but it'll always be the same
routine is a habit hard to break
pain is an addiction hard to take
feeding off a desired hunger of hidden secrets
waiting to tell the world
hiding behind a wall of laughter and sarcasm
standing always comes before falling
exposing things nobody should ever have to know
fear of failure takes control
trying to be strong
trying to be proud
eyes are the peep-holes to surfacing doubts
putting the past behind once more
walking again alone
nothing more to hide
no more tears to cry
the only way to move foward sometimes
is to let the past go.
7/21/99
