The Crossroads Of Time

Has the past become a notion,
Of everything that I once knew?
Have the days that I have endured,
Been laid to waste among the truth?
Have the people that have pushed me,
Dare it so that I would fall through?
Have I left myself any answers,
Am I here for passing by you?

I am in love and I know now,
It’s the hardest path at times.
There are days when mountains are vast,
And times when freshest hills you’ll find.
When the darkest night comes always,
And when there’s nights you watch the stars.
When you wish you could be far off,
And when you miss her you’re off far.

Am I the one that I hate so?
Is it you that made me this ghost?
Were the ones who made me this, right?
Or am I who I ignore most?
If I stood alone would I be?
Or would I find a friend not known?
Should I listen and hate myself?
Or try and climb from where was thrown?

Maybe I am this lost and sad,
Maybe the path I take goes high,
The mirror shows you are the failed,
If I looked would I know a lie?

What if I have never known me?
If all the words have been not me?
Can words and time mean so little?
Should I fear just what I might see?
There were a few words once by I,
About a crossroads and its days long,
There was a person who I knew,
Who I knew did not quite belong.

Am I that bad? Did I so fail?
What can you do when you know not?
If my mind failed, I did not know,
This is the one mind that I’ve got.
I awake each day, now alone,
As I try to find something new.
I try to find an answer so,
About a soul to find out who.

His name is Shane Ferguson,
His shattered life you pace on.
Its time to find out who he is,
And if he really does belong.

For the choice that each you make,
Lay ground a future you have sowed,
And I wait to find him walking,
Upon the barren lost crossroads.