Honestly, I could barely remember
The childhood life that I had.
Even though I keep thinking over and over,
The memories are slowly fading,
And it really makes me sad.But then, I realise
Why do I have to think of the past?
It won't even justify
The current life I have,
Which will no longer last.Oh, maybe that's it.
That one thing which I believe
People could think of even for just a bit,
Are those memories I have with them
When I am about to leave.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Journey Of My Words
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