As I Walk (idk what year, 2004?)

I hear the laughter,
It takes over the small room
I hear the sarcasm,
Overflowing, the love, the hate.
The wind blowing through the window,
I feel the chill.

As I walk down the path,
The rain falls down,
As I walk down the path,
Thoughts run through my head,
As I walk.

I hear the gleeful shrieks,
Of good times in the past,
The chilling screams of the bad,
Playing again and again in my brain,
Like a cheap rerun soap opera,
As I walk down the path