Too much

Too many memories and so much to read.
Do these people know that I still bleed?
I may be black but I still got some things on my back.
Never ever try to attack.
I am always looking up at the sky.
Never below when I walk the night.
Nothing can't bring it onward.
Moving forward.
Too much memories.
Too many things to remember.
Short term memory loss is so bitter.
So many notes and so long to post.
Can I just burn it away and not be a host? (x2)
Starting all over and meeting new people.
Here we go again with the same old fiddle.
I always wish I can know it all.
But instead I always fall.
Why must my head be filled with mistakes?
Take my hand and try to make.
Everything that is happening.
Fixing it is suspending.
My own disbelief.
Do I even have my teeth?
Too many things to learn and remember!
Too much memories.
Too many things to remember.
Long term memory loss is oh so bitter.
So many posts and I read so many notes.
Can I just burn it away and not be a host!? (x2)