I kept on saying the same things
I kept on thinking the same way
I was stuck in the past
But sometimes we have to come to terms with the past in order to move on in the future
I talk about the past even though it seems it was petty so I can let it go
I don't bring it up cause I'm stuck in it
But I do bring it up so I can forget
So I can focus on the now
So I can focus on the present and the future
Sometimes letting go requires us to get out all our baggage so we won't be dragged down by it in the future
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ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ)
PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
