(no subject)
There are those who try to rush a perfect future
And in the haste of it all, leave behind a trail of destruction
The future comes if we wait. It's just that because there's less of a haste, it tends to go unnoticed and less feared.
Then there are those who try to keep life simple, and live in the past
And when they look back, they loose the paved path and get caught in the underbrush
Time eventually deletes itself. It's just that because it leaves slowly by the second, it goes uncared for and unrecorded.
What happens when you press for the future and reach for the past?