- Yearbook - Monday, November 06, 2006 The yearbook; a gateway Into a world that was left behind That can't be entered again But can be looked upon from the sidelines As we wish and wish and wish and wish That time could be turned back. The memories flash by Those that are mine and those that are not Those belonging to people I know now And love now How I wish time could be changed So I could spend more time More happiness, more laughter With the people I know now But did not then. The realization that nothing is in my hands The frustration the sadness the madness Time is evil cruel mean horrid Fated. What about those that I've always loved What about the fact that we cannot be one Forever and ever more Because of time time time time. Time that’s not ours but its own That has its own rhythm and goes against our wishes Crawling joyously when we want it to go fast Cruelly shortening our moments of joy Doing everything possible To make our lives miserable. As the heart grows heavy with feelings And the mind is filled with memories I retreat from that world The one I'd been watching from afar Wistfulness and envy at its peak Sadness and longing no less I close that gateway and come back to reality Put away the magic' those memories An innocence and uncomplicatedness now gone I put it somewhere nearby Where it will keep reminding me of the joyful days I once had The love the laughter the joy the magic It's only hope that will never be lost the day i took out the sec 4 rg yearbook and went through it again. man, i miss rg. life was so fun. nothing to worry about except for getting a 2.8 so i can enter the best college in the country -.- thats it! and now, it's like the weight of the world's upon me and i'm gonna sink into this swamp of a life any moment. "there's gotta be more to life..."

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