Search and Forget

How can we forget how it’s used to be?
It’s not ok, but it’s all I see
We used to run through shadows,
untill the day would end.
I can’t believe what happened
in the time we spent

We’re all like rough shaped diamonds
trying to find their glow.
Wondering about the future
and why it comes this slow.
But why do we chase time
when time goes on?
Searching what can’t be found
before it’s gone