The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
If You Think
If you think you can reach the sky,
Your Wounds
Time doesn’t heal wounds
Hope Is In The Seasons
Hope is in the springtime,
Be Proud Of Who You Are
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
The Ghost Of My Past
Fumbling, stumbling,
Oh Fear...
You made me run away
In Good Time...
Life can seem an endless maze,
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
A Day Away..
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Lessons For Living
I see you looking at your children,
