I want to walk on the clouds because then I would be able
to see the whole world

I want to see the joy of life
I want to feel the nature
I want to make my dreams come through
I want to feel loved and estimated

A wish, a dream can it happen?
I stand at a top of a small mountain and see the view

The memories of the the past obscure my painting of the view.
When will I be able to let the new memories shine through me?

The paper on the table is written about the past
To tear the paper is easy, but the memories is not as easy to erase inside of me

I do´nt want to dig myself into this
But at the same time I can´t run from the past
Somehow I have to find a way to learn to leave with it

The question is how?