Does it make me bitter?
Do I wonder what the hell?
Thinking back to memories,
to foggy for me to tell,

what exactly happened,
to days of love gone by,
will I see the truth in them
if I really, really try?

Or is it not worth the effort,
I mean what good could it do?
For I know I'll always look and see,
just what I want to.

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