Stuck In The Past

I'm stuck in the past

And everything's moving so fast

Accepting these changes is no easy task

Because before things were simpler, and now they are hard

And I can reach five years past in a matter of a yard

And I often catch myself lost within a memory

Feeling completely detached from the world like a demaree

Time moves faster and faster, often passing me by

And I'm frightened by it's speed, as I gaze upon my own reflection, that which I try to deny

Because he cannot be me, but he is me, it's clear to see

And with all the changes occurring every minute, the only link to the past lies within memory