Sometimes we forget who we are
in the rush of life
caught up in what we want
that we can't hold on to what we have.

Someone will say things he
never
wanted to say.

Somewhere we left behind the world-
Traded for things we don't need
in the endless wash of everything
that carries us each day.

Some of us need things to stop.
We think there must be
Some way to make it happen;
but we can not seem to find it.

Some how, no matter what happens,
We must remember: the world moves on.
Even though we left it behind.
Even though we leave it behind.
It keeps going
and we get dragged along behind it

Sometimes we forget about the love of others.
Someone will be there for us
Somewhere, to make things good again.
Some of us struggle to keep others up; but
Some way, everything works out and
Some how, everything moves on.

Something to think about.