Today will be a memory
yesterday is a memory drifting away
memories turn into tears,
tearing life apart.
Fear of moving on, afraid of change,
in a minute this will just be a memory
memories are all pain in vain
memories are like dreams, a reflection of the past.
Memories are vision of what it used to be.
my memories are but of sadness and struggle
what are yours?
are they to of sadness and struggle?
It is but a memory
that dwindles as each day passes me by.
and as it slowly fades
I huddle in my room and cry.
A memory thatís all I have
thatís all thatís left
nothing but a mere memory
that still lingers, only for a little while longer in my head.
Donít forget about the past
without memories there is no yesterday.
make every day a memory
one with no regrets