Seeking

Future, seeks then forgets
It lives in time, no regrets
A line, must be walked
Nothing can be chained or locked.

This life is not a straight line,
Curve balls, make life more define.
And so you ask me, what is true.
I can't tell you all the way through.

Dramatic, a stage this is set.
Characters brought onto those unmet.
A cast that knows no lines,
But makes up as they go with signs.

Present, regrets what future seeks.
Knowing that all things have leaks.
There is no gaureentee, you'll get there.
Nothing in this life is fair.

Step on others to get what you want.
Or forever have a dream haunt.
Forever regretting the things needed,
When future becomes unheeded.

Past, remember's what present seeks to regret.
Leaving most of us to fret.
Hoping no one will uncover our flaws.
Hoping that our hands won't be discovered as claws.

So on and on, we go around.
Past, present, future who will ground?