Half Empty, Half Full

I remember my reincarnation.

It was quiet and subtle.

It was quick yet life changing.

I'm not supposed to remember.

Was it a mistake, a error, or a sign?

I'm renewed. I should have NEW goals, right?

I find myself replay memory after memory. When I can't make NEW memories of my own.

A life meant for past lives rather than creating a NEW destiny. Or am I meant for something much more bigger?

I find myself asking these questions, and never really finding an answer.

Or finding someone.