Is today,...Was today

by notquiteright   Jun 22, 2005


I watch as my child hood goes by,
memories both good and bad fly.
How did it happen so fast?
What used to be today is now the past.
Flashbacks of those old days,
running wild without a care.
It seems so surreal,
I can look back and practically touch what used to be.
My heart weighs heavy when i ponder my future.
My future which holds no room for old friends, school days, class field trips.
Lets just freeze today, hold it in our hands and cherish it.
But it moves too quick, no time for holding.
All thats left is to stick to the ground,
and take every day for what its worth.
One day ill look back on this and say.
"Wow that used to be today!"

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