I was in it, then I wasn’t.
Days flew by, dragging as they passed.
Now, I’ll never get that time back.
At sixteen, I wished on stars for this age.
Now, I’d trade the world just to rewind.
Funny—how I lived for the future,
And now the past knots me ******* blind.
Rewriting days that came and went,
Haunted by words I never said.
I try to face forward, but my neck won’t budge—
Staring at my failures instead.
I’ve tried to live in the present,
Tried to make it feel like home.
But one foot’s anxiously in the future,
The other mourns the past all alone.
The past calls for my soul and my bones,
Every time I sneak back, it drags me down,
Reliving moments that leave my future more dull.
Everyone that cares is here in the now,
But I never stay for long—
I'm always time-jumping,
My fixation on past failures dragging me along.
The time-traveling woman—
Trying to perfect love,
never accepting what is,
Always trying to fix what was.
If I broke my time machine,
Do you think I'd stay put?
