Moving On

The sunset of the beginning

But how can you say this is

The start of a beginning

When it never happened.

It's no use crying over something

That never exist

But is words that useful

Feeling still rules

That lady standing on the

Abandoned railway station

Holding a torn suitcase

Her hat flying off to

Somewhere unknown

That girl lying on the ground

staring into the

never ending blue-sky

That kid crying behind the

playground slide

Different kind of sadness

You see everyday

But still all the same

Tears of a broken heart

Memories indeed

Now what you say makes sense

I wish we were robots

That lady,that child,that girl

Different stages of life

Still the same sadness.

That Lady picks up her hat

and walks away

That girl picks herself up

and walks away from that blue sky

blue sky of sadness

That kid dry her tears up

and walks away from the memories

Moving on is vital

Crying is important

It's okay to cry over something

Worthless and stupid

But always never forget

Moving on

Is still the most important