Wasted Time

When people hold on to hurt and past pain and to scared to move forward with today's dreams...

If your holding on to the past like its a written note

Taking no time to see that pain is all you will promote

Closing off your heart, mind and future to be memories

Afraid to look forward and sitting idle in blasphemies

When the time comes to look at what you have done

There will remain no battles of war you have won

You will be alone and no one is standing at your side

You're the only person to blame for missing the pride

Take hold your dreams, learn to love again once more

Its the trials of love and happiness that your heart swore

Don't close off feelings and build the greatest of walls

In the end your footsteps will echo alone in the halls