Just like the sand in
An hour glass
Running in
And out

Never going anywhere
Sounds just tedious to me

I dont want to be sand
In an hour glass
I wanna be free
I want to be me

And what about
The clock without its hands
It still ticks
In the drawer

Broken, rusty
Never used any more

I dont want to be
Put in a drawer
Away, to be forgotten
I wanna have a legacy

I wanna be remembered
So dont forget me

What about the dusty
Books that sit on this shelf
Have you forgotten
Them also

Pages filled of dreams
Wishes, prayers, and imagination
Did you forget them too?

Well dont forget me
And my legacy
Remember me
Dont forget me