censored memories

Budapest

Streams of memories shrouded in orange glow.
Some twisted in time, feels like itÂ?s yesterday.
Black and white stories I see
Watered down and censored for me.
I canÂ?t find truth in the mind.
I will try and let old dogs lie.

IÂ?m doing it again,
Now IÂ?m twisting all the history I made,
And my memory finds the misery erased.
It never felt that way IÂ?m sure,
I donÂ?t believe me anymore.

Faded photograph, evidence I did smile.
So lonely, so insecure,
So confused, searching for more.
Tears run dry, painfully shy.
ItÂ?s all gone now IÂ?ve finally found.

IÂ?m doing it again,
Now IÂ?m twisting all the history I made,
And my memory finds the misery erased.
It never felt that way IÂ?m sure,
I donÂ?t believe me anymore