All my memories (Emotional Retrofuturist Pop)

Poem written by human Mena Marteen (hi, it's me), now presented to you as a generated music piece (with some defects) generated by model Suno AI. Album "Portrait of an unknown woman" - Track 11 "All my memories" ******* Lyrics: All my memories are empty of feelings Yet, I hold onto the images, as if Losing them was life threatening My sense of self is a diamond in the rough Made from the shards of my ego I had to make it work, it had to be enough A crippled walk, still walks you through life Seems I was born slower than the lot I live by the book of the Lady of Shalott To each their own moment or time to shine I know it'll be in a million years, for mine Yet, I hold onto the fantasies All my memories are empty of people Despite knowing everyone who mattered All that is left is the places I wondered The sand and the coconut trees cannot harm me The forest of pines, and the trees by the road Empty decor is safe decor, so there I strode A crippled walk is still a walk, through imagination I remember some dreams, better than my days I made the poetry of sun and rain, come to fruition This is an artist confessing the void of their heart As life seems to fly to better tear people apart And all that is left, is the memories of landscapes All my memories are empty of feelings I can never go back to the happiness that was Unreachable lands now broken into jigsaws My sense of self is a diamond in the rough How many shards it'll take to make it be enough I'm an uprooted tree down the path of life