And where do we go with time lost

Do we look to the future
Or to what we forgot
The past holds secrets to what we are
and the Future..

Maybe it leads to can be,
Maybe it leads to what we hate,

Acceptance of what we resented
Acceptance of what we pretended we wouldn't become.

The future is unwritten, and we do what we must,

To avoid becoming that what we don't trust.

Unclear it may be,
Hope to avoid what lies ahead

Are we doomed to repeat the mistakes we already made?
Or can we avoid that which we dread?

And where do we go with time lost

Do we look to the future
Or to what we forgot
The past holds secrets to what we are
and the Future..

Maybe it leads to can be,
Maybe it leads to what we hate,

Acceptance of what we resented
Acceptance of what we pretended we wouldn't become.

The future is unwritten, and we do what we must,

To avoid becoming that what we don't trust.

Unclear it may be,
Hope to avoid what lies ahead

Are we doomed to repeat the mistakes we already made?
Or can we avoid that which we dread?