Faded Photographs

More like a song then a poem i guess and it fit into a couple of categories...might not make sense to you...

As i sit here flipping through old photo albums of mine,
looking back at all of the years,
i start to realize what i had and that my life was fine,
i just had a habit of making the laughter into tears.
I let everything get to me, not taking a second thought,
to me life was just one big road and i was stranded in a desert,
stuck in the middle of a maze my heart was caught,
i knew from that moment on we would spend the rest of our lives together.

'Cause faded photographs only last so long,
eventually, they will wear out and the memory will be gone,
don't sit around wondering when your heart will be given away,
just go out and seize the day.
I remember everything that ever happened in my life,
even the first time that i had found love withing a kitchen knife,
days passed me by like seconds and now i am older, no longer falling apart,
sitting with your arms wrapped around me, holding me close to your heart.

Turning the pages seeing old familair faces,
old loves and old friends that i had forgotten about,
some of culture and some of different races,
i lost them somewhere along the way when i took a u turn down a different route.
The sign told me that everything would be perfectly fine,
so i turned down the bumpy dirt road,
and here i am today, it is my time to shine,
taking the weight of the world off of my shoulders load by load.

'Cause faded photographs will wear out in time,
the odd of you remembering after that are slim,
you will go through innocence and crime,
and find the perfect guy you point at and say "yeah, that's him."
Make new friends along the way, leaving the old ones behind in the dust,
you will go through pain and pleasure,
peer pressure comes with drugs and alcohol, you will feel a lust,
to some peoples standards, you will never measure.

Faded photographs and lost memories, reminders of what you had,
wishing you would have listened to mom and dad,
everyone makes mistakes, you can not turn back time to fix what you have done,
just enjoy life and you will have fun.
Faded photographs lost within your mind,
there is always something you will want to find,
but as i sit here thinking to myself and trying to laugh,
i start to realize that i, myself, have become a faded photograph.

© Jenna Elphick
March 13, 2005