I'm starting to go <br />against <br />what I've been taught <br />i'm starting to act <br />a little <br />distraught <br />I'm starting to not <br />be me <br />everything <br />ever so slightly <br />changing <br /> <br />Oh what to do <br />about me and you <br />brilliant knoweledge <br />has <br />escaped my mind <br />and all the while <br />the clock is <br />ticking past time <br />going in circles <br />yet in a different <br />direction <br />no longer <br />clearly <br />do I see <br />my own reflection <br /> <br />The plants <br />they grow without <br />the sun <br />and I no longer <br />remember <br />where I'm from <br />the years go by <br />my memory <br />crys <br />for attention of regrets <br />yet somehow I've <br />manged not to forget....... <br />.............................................................The Story Of Us<br /><br />Silent Speaker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/story-of-us/
