Memories
Memories
Memories are funny things
these remnants of our past
They never really leave our minds
they last and last and last
Some are good, some are bad
and some just break our hearts
Yet nonetheless we keep them all
for they are all the parts
The parts and pieces of our lives
stored in within our being
Some are vivid some are vague
and some are not worth seeing
But take our memories away
these footprints of our lives
Erase them from our minds and souls
just cut them out with knives
I think you'd find that what you took
was personality
And now an empty shell is left
I don't remember me
I don't remember how I loved
I don't remember who
I don't remember how to sing
the songs have all gone too
I don't remember how to cry
I don't remember tears
I don't remember anything
that happened all those years
Please let me keep my memories
put them back where they should be
They make the person who I am
and I really kinda' like me
Copyright © John Tucker | Year Posted 2008
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