sitting here alone
thinking of what I've done
what I've avoided
what I've yet to do
oh how strange music
and strangers around us
make us think
of the places in our lives
of feelings we can't back away from
thoughts we sought to ignore
people in and out of our lives
past and present uniting
not wanting to be here
but too late to turn back
when is the time to start new
to start fresh and forget
when we didn't want to remember
in the first place.