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Lost in the Past and Present
I can remember a time,
Long,long
ago...
When my entire world seemed...
Innocent and forgiving.
That was when I was young and naive,
An eternity ago...
Now,well that ’s a different story all together –
How the
winds of time change people.
When I think back to that forgone time,
I have happy memories,
Memories of family,
Memories of adventure,
Memories of yesteryear.
Then I look back in real time,
Things
aren ’t quite the same,
Lots go on when you ’re young,
They
shape who you are,
What you believe,
What you become.
The
younger years they shape your destiny,
Who I am.
What I ’ve
become.
Where I am going.
The people who love me helped shape them
–
My family,
My friends,
People who I admired.
Though at
the end of the day,
There is only one person,
Who can be what I want to
be –
That ’s me!
I am responsible for my life,
And
others,
Now it isn ’t just me,
I gotta live with what I ’ve
done:
I gotta live with the past .
The bad boy image that I ’ve
been tarnished with,
It isn ’t me.
I ’ve changed.
I
ain ’t that guy any more,
But I know he ’s there –
Lurking,like a lion waiting for its prey,
Just waiting,
Just
waiting.
With the love and support I got,
He tends to stay at bay,
My Partner.
And my Princes see to that.
They are more important,
More important than the selfish ideals I used to hold.
You see,it
isn ’t just about me anymore,
Maybe I have outgrown it,
Maybe I
got bored of it,
Or MAYBE,just MAYBE,
I got some responsibility and
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Often they come for free,
People of this time,
They just don ’t see,
Wrapped up in themselves,
Cocooned in
their little embryo
They call a life.
I ’ve been labelled,
Long ago from now,
A junkie,a thief,a manipulator,
A liar,a menace
to society.
It used to bother me,
Not anymore.
Am I any
different to Citizen X?
I don ’t think so...
Has Citizen X never
committed...
One of these so -called atrocities to mankind?
Are we all
as pure as the driven snow?
Do we stop to question why?
I guess not,
You ’re wrapped up in your little world.
Covered in cotton wool,
Not wanting to seek adventure,
If its going to compromise your creature
comforts.
What are you frightened of?
Unleashing the beast within?
Seeing the other side?
Why all the questions you may ask...
Ha
ha ha ha...
Its because I ’ve been there,
Those places you run
from.
Those places you ’re scared of.
Those places you hide from.
I ’ve lived it... 14 years.
Worse than your 23 hour a day
bang up,
Worse than your petty quarrels,
Worse than losing you ’re
pet dog.
Its self-inflicted sentencing,
The prison of one ’s own
mind.
People go on about human rights...
Equal rights...
So how
come I ’m still judged...
Who are you to judge?
Who am I to judge?
I ’m just a guy whose made a few mistakes in life.
Just the
same as everyone else.
But I don ’t punish you for yours...
So why
you punish me for mine?
People change,
Or is it that you just don
’t want to acknowledge,
The problems within,
The pain you may have
to go through.
You might say to your self,
Yeah,everything ’s
going fine...
But have you the steel nerve to confront your demons...
I would like to think that you have...
I try to take positives out
of negatives,
I look to the future,
I look to the four points of the
compass,
Because I never know...
Where this journey of life is going to
take me next!
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