The clock goes forward when it comes to time,
But the memories just keep on repeating in my mind.
Not looking back and regretting what’s happened,
Surprised I’m still able to get to this spot after all the crying and laughing.
There were some good times that had been experienced
Still, I can’t help but think of the ones that held me back with bad feelings.
The trains getting to the next stop but am I going to be ready?
I’m trying to keep my head up, making sure I’m walking steady.
Those who don’t understand will not have their arms open,
But still, be prepared for that one before the door closes.
