it's time to grow up, leave the shackles behind
enter a new world, it may be divine
forget about, the weight on your chest
for what new can come if the old has not left

i remember a time when Hope burned bright
she was the answer, in my dilemma:
to give up
or try two times harder

i also remember
the failure.
the silent gnawing pain
to which i've grown averse

it was like amnesia again
but this time,
in reverse.