Memories Poem by Fire Flies

we run down memory lane thinking about what those memories meant. no ones quite sure where they went, all they know is that there gone. the past has happened its over with and gone. some people just can't move on. the future is to hard to face. the reasons we do things are not always explained. there are people who say the only reason people lie is because the truth is to hard to admit. i think that they are trying to hide something. someone knows its there how to uncover it is still hidden. you can look at someone and just get this feeling. when you know there lying sometimes its better to listen then to ignore. it may still be a lie but beneath that lie there could be something called the truth.