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Apr 2015
It's strange the things I remember
I could never really put it down
But it seems to make more sense
Now that I'm required to remember
Things I begged to forget

I wanted to remember the bad
And forget all about the good
Hoping I could put it passed me
And as my brain is an obedient servant
I forgot all the good and kept the bad

It's hard to see you any other way now

I can't remember my first schoolday
Just a few last ones
But I can remember my first word
It was "thank you"
Although I meant to say "please"

I can't remember the names
Of my classmates from primary school
But I remember that day we got lost
I was 3 years old
And how scared I was

Just like that I can't remember
How you made me feel
But I remember what you said
I can't remember what you meant
But I can see the letters appearing before me
Sirenes
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Sirenes  Belgium
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