I want to break the shackles of past
To break the chains which engulf me
and move forward.
But doing it is never easy
All the efforts seem to be futile
Time by time, It reminds me of one hell of a ride
Times of joy, ecstasy, learning
Times of anxiety, confusion and sorrow
And challenging times
To be in Present is I want to be
I remind myself not to dwell on the past
I remind myself not to overthink of future
For what we have is present, loud and clear.
For what we have left is present, loud and clear