I turn inside of myself, look back into my past
Into nothing, the best time in life, barely present
I wish I could go back, tell that nice little boy
To be stronger, to be brave but I can't, he had his chance
I burn, scream, I despair on these thoughts of
The past, I realize that I had barely lived
But just existed, it's too late now
And my thoughts feed on this grief, the grief
Creates tears that burn my skin
Unable to ease the pain, I float in hopelessness
For the time is gone and the boy is a man now
The end, a beginning for everything flows and
We live to change, live to learn
The future's still open and to be lived like
The past has been wasted, with hope in my
Heart I look forward

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