Who am I?
I always felt like I knew all the answers
The ones I didn't I usually figured them out
Smart? Oh yes, I though I was.
Yet only to realize there was so much more to me
Like what I love in life
The smell of the flowers when I stop to see
The colors so vibrant that I gasp at their beauty.
The laughter of my children
Do you know it is the most wonderful sound?
The memories of when they were young
Oh how much pleasure there I found.
Of myself, looking through old photographs
This once young girl, who smiled at all
Happy laughter was my sound, oh those were the days
Not thinking of much, nothing do I recall.
Yet here I am, alone once again
Oh how history keeps repeating itself
At least to me they do the same
And here I thought I put all away on a shelf.
Yet sometimes they do haunt
My memory, my vision, of all that I am
Till my whole world is spinning
And there's not a thing I can do.
So why the time shed, I ask?
Why the tears all over again?
Have I not given all up already?
Lord, have I not suffered enough?
Have I not paid my dues...
For tell me
I haven't a clue?