as I packed my memories
a few of them fell out
they tumbled down fell right on me
the ones I had forgot about

I lived my life in days it seems
I thought would never end
but taken were they by memory
until I remember them again

and these my fallen memories
I worked hard to forget
out they fell and covered me
with the blackness of regret

Could that be me the cruelty
I thought I was so true
so good I seemed, you never dreamed
I would do these things to you

was that real was I unfair
did I lie sometimes to friends
I'm ashamed to find I did not care
I never made amends

where am I to put these
the less liked parts of me
there is no box strong enough
to hide the person I can be

08/24/2005