Memories

Went home after school,
I didnt actually went to my current home,
it was my old, previous home.

When i arrived,
Great memories circled my mind.
This is where i stayed for the twilight years,
it has been more than ten years.

This home reminds me of my prouds and regrets.
Pieces of the past 'me' were puzzled after im gone,
I tried to put them back together,
but some of them,
are lost and i just cant recall them anymore.
They remained vague reminiscence.

There are scars, vain attempts, sadness.
Wounds can be heal,
but once you are dead,
all that is left are nought.
Memories are the same,
No matter how you strived,
Once its forgotten ,
It's really gone.

Some of the good memories that i had,
when i was young,
were forgotten.
I was just too young,
Never able to remember the things i want to.
Now all i can do is just look at the photos once took,
But photos cant explain everything,
All there is are monotone imageries.

People say,
we should aim for the future.
But without past ,
there is no future.
We tend to change after every mistake we make.
How i wished to realised that more earlier,
Maybe i could have been more successful.

However,
we should also enjoy,
the life as a child,
people dont really care much about your foolishness.
That is when you are really free,
Unshackled by rules and feelings.
Sometimes its better to just forget than remember,
the past injuries, scars....