I am plagued by my past
In form of prayers
And poems
And I can't let it go
I wish
I'd never known them,
every friend
and every boy
That broke my heart
by loving me too much
or tearing me apart
I'm so good at running
but bad at letting go
I'd erase
My whole history
If I wrote this show
I live with regret
resentment
pain
and fear
I'm constantly afraid
of what I did last year
I know I'm human
and we all
make mistakes
so why can't I start
to give myself a break
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