memory or tragedy

the only two ways out

a picture captures memory

or is it just paused tragedy

to look back on

they remind us that its over


i cant wait to look back on me now

look into my own eyes only to see

i failed all expectations

or were they just exaggerations

of a false realization of what i wanted to be


the flash went off

but my dreams werent captured in this moment

taken from my down falling life

what goes up must come down

but where does down go?


where will i be when this picture is next seen

will i be a star thats exploded

and people are just seeing the bright hope from the past

the picture smiles are fake and never last

what does the future hold for me?


the moments that draw blanks

are the ones that make you who you are

locked away but loaded

thats why we wish on shooting stars


ill die trying

ill die trying to forget this

ill try dying

ill try dying to forget this