Reality

One day waking up realizing

How fast time has passed 
Life flashes before my eyes
On a block not knowing 

What to search for, on a train of memories wishing to be the old me in present theme 
   
Only to face reality that being the old me may cost more than the real me

The small simple things that could change me, those small simple things make me, same small simple things break me

Not being able to understand 
The worst way to mistake 
Help for hate and friends for fate.