of course, i'm still young
i don't have much of a past.
but somehow i'm always there.
i remember sharing stories
and laughing with friends.
i have years to look forward to,
but i keep coming back.
back to these memories, these songs,
these pictures.
everyone around me is moving on.
and i feel helpless,
like a moment stuck in time,
unable to look towards the future.
tomorrow has already begun to unravel,
but i can't let go of yesterday.
am i really trapped here,
or is this where i want to be?
