Has It Always Been

With the world beneath our feet We stand tall beyond the clouds We have pain unknown to weep We are our world in constant doubts Beating ourselves to once more remember pain Mending wounds yet forever remain We can begin… are we ever the same? Are we forever yet beginning again and again? Has it always been inside? Are we all already forged as we are suppose to be? Stolen wills beyond given pride Do we remember who we truly are only as memory? Have you perhaps a self to tell? One that is yet innocent and true? Years engiven to remember well If but only to remember you… We stand upon our own two feet A world beneath beyond the clouds We have memories to one day weep For simply ourselves we forever doubt