At 2am

Ghosts of the past

We're not angels bathed in light,
Or demons in the dark.
We're not ghosts of all your lovers,
We're not memories of your past.

We won't follow in their footsteps,
Or continue where they stopped.
We'll walk down the paths we've chosen,
With no fear of being lost.

We look towards the future,
So we don't get left behind,
The lessons learned from troubles,
Will save us needed time.

We are the people of the present,
The images of now.
So cast aside your hate,
We will make it up somehow.