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 - bu 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 hoplessness 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.