it's strange how much of the past we carry with us. Do these things keep accumulating, till they crowd out the present? 

Or do people let go, throw the old stuff away? Do they forget? Is it better to? And if we forget, what does that make us, now, then? What are we without our past? 

how can we be who we really are, while carrying the overwhelming weight of everything we have lived, while looking at the now, the present, and seeing it for what it really is?

and how can we be who we are, without all of this?

i see fire - ed sheeran