Future, Past, Present
When I look in the mirror and picture my future
My future is filled with roses
A husband and kids, or a boyfriend with bliss
But at least the positive things
Sometimes when I wander in thoughts
My mind is clouded with judgement
Judgement with hatred
Judgement with fear
Sometimes when I wander in thoughts
My mind is clouded with pictures
Pictures with hatred
Pictures with fear
When I look in the mirror and picture my past
My past is filled with pain
A depression, or a decision
But at least the negative things
Sometimes when I wander in thoughts
My mind is clouded with judgement
Judgement with hatred
Ju
Excuse me, Miss, are you aware you're dead?
It seems like you're bleeding a bit at the head.
It's been quite a while since you took your last breath,
'Scuse me, Miss, do you even remember your death?
Do you remember your life? Oh no, what a shame.
Now, wait, you barely even remember your name?
Remember what he called you, oh so long ago?
He called you like fire, then melted like snow.
But where is he now, why'd he let you die?
Where have you been, child? Oh no, please don't cry.
Don't you know that your friend has been waiting for you?
It's been months gone by, maybe years and years too.
But he's still here waiting, for five years