Memory

I don't know why I say the things I do.

I don't know what's worth it.

How did I get this way.

Will I be alright?

This isn't how I imagined life.

You wouldn't even know who I am, if you saw me in the streets.

I tried so hard but fell so fast.

Why's the rose I hold black and blue?

Thing's will never be the same anymore.

It's just a memory.

Why do I push so hard to succeed.

When I'm destine to fail.

You ask why I just let things go and work themsevles out.

It's because you can't control everything in your life.

If you try.

You'll fail.

Forget the wrong I have push onto this world.

When all is over and done.

I don't want to be just a shade that will be forgotten.

I want to be the colour that brighten the black and white world.

I want to be a memory.