Living in the present
living in the past
Wherever I may be living
It doesn't seem to last
When thinking of the past
I distinctly remember the crash
Specific things I did
Eats me up like a rash
Planning for the future
Is useless when it never goes as planned
I see the light
I know it's bright
But, it needs power
And it gets duller every hour


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