I stare at my shelfs
Momentos from my past
There is my first teddy bear
and my little wooden shoes
Things I forgot I even had
I look deep inside myself
Trying to find the memories
I had always wanted to last
Run my hands through my hair
Remembering my childhood
It almost makes me sad...
Looking into the past
Just getting lost in myself
Feeling sad.. happy
The occasional laugh..
As I look at the things
That made me myself
My things age with time
Age with me
But I will always keep them
So whenever I feel like it
I can still take a trip..
A journey to the past
