Sittin with self...

Sittin with the last reminiscence here all alone... Goin with the changes that admit what's been the absence of home... Easin into the feel of a pastime that'll fade away... Remembering how an other lit life inside n couldn't stay... Old memories to be overlooked show up as a smile corrects the face... Even though it triggers the good with the bad that claimed the fame... Thoughts think back into eyes that gave so much meanin to depths... The same design in which left self swept... With the feel of pure emotion that clung to the side... Minds forgot everything in a mental ride... Too far in the lost neva came out as self... As the time came to be passion fell from bein felt... Jus lookin around at surrounds that have shifted the presence somewhere new... Tryin to shed the images of old luv'rs stuck in the head as if glued... Wonderin why is it experiences havta be forgotten when it's our life we've lived til now... Sittin here solo not makin a sound...