Change

Things were good for awhile, Until we started to talk again. I became weak, Stressed and Scared. I was getting back into the same old mess. I have to change, I need to be strong. I need to say 'No!' to all that is wrong. I control my future, By analyzing my past. By taking out the good parts that I know should last. I have a tough decision tomorrow, There might be some sorrow. But that's what is good for me. I am holding the key to reality. All starts tomorrow, Matter of fact today. I'm just going to have to say 'Hey, this isn't right for me. This is wrong.' I need to be strong. Walk away, Try not to cry because I've done right. I should feel good on the inside.