Hello dear thoughts,
I say that a lot,
Are you here for a haunt,
Or a happy little jaunt down memory lane?

I’d like to keep warm here,
If it’s all the same to you,
I’d like to live sincerely,
And learn something new.

But it seems more often than not,
My dear friends, my thoughts,
That you’ve forgotten how to be happy,
And so I’m asking, stop me if I misunderstand you.

Because to me you seem to dwell,
On all the unfair, and all the unwell,
But we had lots of good times too,
Just swell don’t you remember?

Well I guess it’s too much to ask,
Like when I pray for the winter,
In December to last,
So I ask you now, unmask your thoughts.

And remember all the good times,
We up and forgot,
Like how everybody loves you, really, a lot.
Now if you can tell me,

Can we forget our memories,
Of tragedies, a masterpiece of sad-to-see thoughts,
A lot of you forgot the best part of me,
The happy part, a work of art with a sunrise in the margins.