For far too long i've been caught up in between the pain of the past and the fear of the future
Those dreadful memories of the past and the nightmares i keep having about the future
Are simply tearing me apart
Questions like-'will i ever find true love?'
...'will i ever have a genuine friend?'
...'will i achieve my goals?'
...'when will people stop misunderstanding me?'
Questions like these keep travelling through my head almost everyday
I think it's time i started living in the hope offered by the present
And no matter how miniscule that hope might seem
I think i'll take it
For how else am i to survive?
What else can keep my old ticker running and my blood flowing?
Even the darkest of rooms needs just a wee bit of light to feel right
I guess i'm hoping that's what the present will offer me
I've realized that there's nothing i can do about the past
So i guess i'll try and handle with care the present
So that there may be a future to look forward to