my past my life
a feeling that can't speak but cry
wet enough to never get dry
sure we all have a past that seems to last in our memories
a feeling, pain, rejection, a lost, assualt that makes us hide
it haunts us when it flashes to our mind
and brings a feel that makes us high
we can't forget its reality over time
especially if we were perpetually denied our rights .
to love, freedom, speak or act.
I have a better option to live a new life
that will fly me to a new heights
and focus on the me that's Bright from the inside.
hmmmmmn....
here comes another night
where I have a choice to either sleep or think right
till I see the dawn of a dimlight.
I will move on with my life
And try to be better version of me, myself and I.
my past my life
if I can't change it I have got to accept it.