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.
Fly away with me, my dove
To a forbidden place where the skittles meet the rainbow.
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
