Life

I became lost in the memories,

The past was the past but yet I couldn't see the present, my mind was always caught up in,

What could have been.

It was the right thing to do, to shut them up 

They destroyed me, I was ashamed of who I was

I wanted to die I didn't know what to do.

I thought no one cared

I was wrong, suddenly I woke up from a dream that was never ending,

I found myself in writing, it didn't matter what everyone else thought, 

My past was my past and I am only focused on the future

I feel like I can do anything life is short and before it was to late i became aware of that,

Everything is clear life is what you make of it, you are in control of your own destiney and no one can,

stop you unless you let them.