A Remote

Flowing emotions, flooding sorrows Stingy memories, unpleasant desires, Turns the life upside down... Blooded wounds may fade, But wound in heart remains... I would delete my sorrows If I can delete it, I would stop my unpleasant desire If I could control it, I would skip all my stingy memories If I could manage it, I would delete my painful stories If I could get rid of it, I would paste happy stories If I have that power, I would shutdown myself From the awful sounds, I would rewind the moment I cherished And fill my mind with joy, I would pause the days of happiness To live in that moment forever... My life will be ruled by me without antsy, If I had a remote with those buttons...