I wonder what the future will say about the past Seen and unseen coming forth Hurt, pain, guilt, wearing eyeglasses Until the shade remove Welcoming the eye of the beholder The seed has sewn And the harvest have Many things to share Someone will take part in it Yesterday will pay a visit tomorrow Reminiscing the past, And the scars will reveal Wound still remain fresh, And the broken that Never mend All these adventure will reborn And then chaos will find a place to live