Funny Things

It's funny how my hindsight's

Always 20/20
Never in the present do I see

The disasters about to be.

I have glasses;
I wear them every day.

But often they are fogged,
Or tinted with grey.

It's funny how people can act

Like nothing's ever happened

Despite the open wounds we have

Showing clear on our faces.

I have a script to follow;

I know every word.

But by whom was it written,

For whom do I put on this show?

It's funny how time can heal

All aches and pains

Like waves wash away footprints,

My memories are etched on sand.

I want to remember;

I want to stand fast here.

But I don't want to rage forever,

Be a victim of my own fear.