Ballads Of Confession

VOICE FROM THE PAST

My childhood memories flashes before me.

Sealing my eyes shut

And drinking in the flashback,

Forgetting the present, embracing the past.

The memories of my young little self,

Playing out in the lush green fields all day long

And tinting my jeans with brown dirt.

Little specks of chocolate chips,

Muffin crumbs and berry stains

Adore my t-shirt.

The world runs faster than the tidal waves.

Changing the memories into ancient scripts,

Which, I lost years ago, and they seem far away.

My childhood scripts lay in Neverland,

Never to be seen again, never to be found.

I close my eyes,

And see the world flash forward,

I open them to find a seventeen year old girl,

Glaring back at me through the polished metal.

Growing fast, forgetting the past,

The memories of my little self,

Still preserved in me.