Memories1 min 229 1 min 229
Yesteryears father said my dreams are inconsequential.
I won't be there for you am sorry,
You will cry you won't crack
You will grow to hate me that's okay.
Whenever you need motivation think about me,
Your craving heart will only see weary.
Many years ago I left you in the water
Thinking you will be devour by whales of the earth.
But your hungry soul keep tramping in the wilderness
Trying to achieve that which your weary heart desires.
Alas I hope I live to survive this
Hope to be on and never turn it off,
Wish to get the chance to travel all the world
Living a life worth remembering,
My worst nightmares behind my past
Those are memories that can never fade.