At a young age
images of lost friendships
shaped you in ways
you can't imagine
wondering what happened
wishing things were different
unknowingly, forces around
come to haunt you
hauling to different directions
frustrated, confused, exhausted
a few things you felt
wishing it'll all go away
then one night I came
with a song and words in rhymes
fought and drove away
the ghosts straining your existence
that carry you to weird places,
will forever be no more
even if you don't perceive
nor feel my presence
in this eternal plane
my spirit, my will
guarding all your steps
but not sure if I should
in the light to reveal myself
maybe I willl someday
Pablo - Oct 2002