What sucks about life is that it fades

As you go in things start to change

The fun that you had when a kid may be vague

But the memories you create will stay until such a day

Such a day where your thoughts don’t seem quite real

The day when they can’t ask you how you feel

A day when you forget the simplest math

The day when truly the late is your past

Only then will everything haze

The memories of fun and games

The scraps of the past with begin to black out

So the things people think will start to black out

No longer will you remember all the names

The songs

The faces

No longer the games

But that’s when there remind you and you’ll smile No doubt

And you’ll think how silly

And laugh all about

But the saddest of all is when you start to doubt whether there really real

Whether you ever shout

Shout out it’s raining

Or song a song

Weather you ever danced and played along

Eventually your sway and the river will stop until you once again think what was life all about?

Memory.