Same Old Story

Set me free,

thats all I said I would need.

But now its too late,

now things have changed.

Now is not then,

no matter how much I wish it to be.

I put more ink in my pen,

and I'm moving on with my story.

No push or pull,

I've got no say.

Leave if you want,

have it your way.

New stories, new scenes,

new memories.

But that same old pain

just won't go away.

It's the same old story,

just a different page.

And still the calendar changes,

who's deciding our fate?