MtlguitarJames
07-20-04, 01:05PM
I wrote this about 7 months ago. I write alot but rarely share with anyone including my wife. But I feel like sharing this time so here it goes.
Wasting Time
All I can think about is wasting time,
minutes, hours, and days just going by.
Slipping away so fast from my mind,
trying to get a grasp before I cry.
The days of yesterday are so far gone,
no longer able to be lived again.
Struck into the past... it feels so wrong,
bring it back so I can see my friend.
It was taken away from me so damn quick,
without even knowing it was even there.
Taken for granted memories too thick,
too late to enjoy and too late to care.
I'm Wasting time...........
I'm Wasting time...........
Rebuilding my life from what it used to be
a new begining is taking it's toll.
I'm trying to re-gain my ability to see,
the pain inside is beyond my control.
Take away the hurt and let this heal,
sew me up yet the scars never fade.
Holding it back I will not reveal,
the way of life of being afraid.
The years have passed and things have changed,
the past is gone...there's no turning back.
My life is now and it can't be exchanged,
even though my control is what I lack.
I'm Wasting time............
I'm Wasting time............
Wasting Time
All I can think about is wasting time,
minutes, hours, and days just going by.
Slipping away so fast from my mind,
trying to get a grasp before I cry.
The days of yesterday are so far gone,
no longer able to be lived again.
Struck into the past... it feels so wrong,
bring it back so I can see my friend.
It was taken away from me so damn quick,
without even knowing it was even there.
Taken for granted memories too thick,
too late to enjoy and too late to care.
I'm Wasting time...........
I'm Wasting time...........
Rebuilding my life from what it used to be
a new begining is taking it's toll.
I'm trying to re-gain my ability to see,
the pain inside is beyond my control.
Take away the hurt and let this heal,
sew me up yet the scars never fade.
Holding it back I will not reveal,
the way of life of being afraid.
The years have passed and things have changed,
the past is gone...there's no turning back.
My life is now and it can't be exchanged,
even though my control is what I lack.
I'm Wasting time............
I'm Wasting time............