I don`t remember when
When I was a child I often wondered where I was the second before I was conceived, was I not already me? I also wondered where and who I will we be the second after death, will I still be me? Appearing out of nowhere terrified me, but disappearing all together paralysed me. I can`t remember the life I had before I was born, but As I move on can I remember my life here? I pray, I pray, oh I pray that I do. Because the demise of forms seems so cruel I miss you mommy, I miss you