I laugh to myself about my past
How pathetic I was
And wish to never go back
I was younger then and older now
Every thing has simply changed
My thoughts
My attitude
My soul
The way I see things now
I don’t know what could have been
I think about what I am now
I had a bright attitude
But it has dissolved
Everything has become so different now
My soul is a more complicated matter
Oh, how I wish it was easy to explain
My soul is a book it has a beginning but no end
It has the past the present but no future
No ending because my soul doesn’t know the ending, the ending varies
No future because my soul can’t tell the future, my future is anonymous
The truth is my soul is all there, in a book; holding every memory I own
With a mysterious ending waiting to be opened
How my life ends
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So true. Everything changes from when you were little up until now.
At least, you still have a unwritten future that will bring great memories for you to discovered.
@noname29 you’re great writer, commenter.
@Min Min Thanks.
Same with you: you’re a great writer and a great commenter too.