Another Brick Wall

I found myself somewhere I thought I would never be again. But this place... there are just too many things that reminds me of the past that should have remained locked up. This is such a contradiction to start a new beginning when there is no real prospect of change. Things are sadly just the way they were. You are just looking through different eyes. Or I am.

I want to close my eyes but what I see scares me too much. You and I know patience is not my strongest point. But I am trying. You just have to remember it is just harder for me than it is for the rest. There are just too many ghosts left unrest. Like melodies to an old song.

I am tired now. Before I have even begun. Somehow that hurts the most.