it is very hard to let things go
faces and feelings
of infinite youth and infinite possibilites
to think of all the love
i never found
all the words
i never said
the music i didnt play
out of fear of the unknown
how come the older we get
the more afraid we get
how come
i still cannot pull myself out from the ground
and why do faces haunt me
and words haunt me longer
but silences haunt me forever
and why cant i be the perfect mirror
image of myself


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