I hid from my eiry past,
I'm scared of the unknown future.
My sacred present is moving too pass
And these moments are just murder.

I wish not to dwell in things long due,
But this battle of history and unpredictability is a huge feud!
I try to make sure I see the unknown,
I have learned, but this has not shown.

The things I should do, I don't.
And others, I try not to and say I wont,
They say do not dwell in the past, 
Because then the present will not last.
Then they say do not dream of the future,
Maybe I'm just too immature.

My only sweet salvation is two,
I must concentrate my mind
For it wonders to and fro,
On the present moment that binds
My ever so changing pose.

This whole body is to be me.
How bad the past may be
I can not stop that it was,
And always served a just cause
Though I wish to forget and not dream, 
I will simply accomplish what I can reach.