Not so different, <br />But the resentments <br />Are oh so real, <br />Hatred at the past, <br />With a frustrated future. <br /> <br />I try to forget it all, <br />The many colorless days <br />That have occupied <br />These last years, <br />Yet, they are always present, <br />With performances every night. <br /> <br />With my days <br />Filled with yesterdays <br />And last year, <br />I wonder sometimes; <br />If I believed <br />In the future more; <br />Maybe I would believe <br />In the past less.<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ghosts-2/
