It feels as though I am moving forward but always reassured that I remain in the past,

Why must my head boggle when I think of the days behind my back,

The thoughts of anger and fear, the love and the tears, the happiness and what seems to be the memories of my peers,

Every time it overcomes me I push these thoughts away and with all my might spit on it with spite,

I actually enjoy my new life, turned 21 a few days before, it's time for some fun and I'm sure it will come forth,

But as I build strength, the thoughts come once again, to break me down as if it enjoys my pain,

To live a happy life you must accept the bad and the good, but when the bad outweighs the good in such a capacity, things can end up very tragically,

Your mind will play you like a piano made with a million keys, try and fight the feeling because it's not worth the ongoing misery, I pray that you have the strength and might, accept it with love, I do this because I understand what power those nights will shove...