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 I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
When I met you, my life changed
Don't know when this feeling came
I got out of be
So much thrown at me,
And up against a wall
I feel like I've spent my life,
HORIZON
.......JAI SAIRAM....
'HORIZON
NOT JUST A POEM OR A STORY
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