Past:
The past is doomed to repeat
wondering how to retreat
becouse now life is just a ring
to go around unable to do anything
the past memories to escape
lets say it left quite a scrape
The past has a habbit of comeing back
always be on guard ready for the attack
start to wonder why i'm always so insain
wonder why I mussle throught the pain
Present:
Theres always something missing
try to pet a cat and it starts hissing
try to make a friend or find a place to vent
but there hurt more I can tank the dent
always have a wound always dripping blood
always act ok like a firework but always a dud
The present is pain just like my life
who cares if there's an end to the strife
choose to play the idiot the fool
becouse in the end i'm no jewel
Future:
Not sure if i'll have one no sure i'll last
but it better not be like the past
it better have time to heal my wound
otherwise I know i'll be doomed
there better be a life worth fighting
there the time to proove the hills worth climbing
The past should break its habbit of comeing back
found no need ot be on guard ready for no attack
stoped wondering why I was always so insain
learnd how to stop mussleing throught the pain
By: DepressedPoet
The past is doomed to repeat
wondering how to retreat
becouse now life is just a ring
to go around unable to do anything
the past memories to escape
lets say it left quite a scrape
The past has a habbit of comeing back
always be on guard ready for the attack
start to wonder why i'm always so insain
wonder why I mussle throught the pain
Present:
Theres always something missing
try to pet a cat and it starts hissing
try to make a friend or find a place to vent
but there hurt more I can tank the dent
always have a wound always dripping blood
always act ok like a firework but always a dud
The present is pain just like my life
who cares if there's an end to the strife
choose to play the idiot the fool
becouse in the end i'm no jewel
Future:
Not sure if i'll have one no sure i'll last
but it better not be like the past
it better have time to heal my wound
otherwise I know i'll be doomed
there better be a life worth fighting
there the time to proove the hills worth climbing
The past should break its habbit of comeing back
found no need ot be on guard ready for no attack
stoped wondering why I was always so insain
learnd how to stop mussleing throught the pain
By: DepressedPoet
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