Everyone's got a past
Maybe it's something to hide
Maybe it's something to be proud of
It can be something that haunts you at night
As the memories crawl inside
Keep you up
Tossing and turning
Trying to clear your mind
Maybe it defeats you
Breaks you down
Makes you cry
Makes you ask why
Running around
Causing trouble
In our little minds
It doesn't knock
It comes busting in
It makes you cry
It burns inside
You can't escape it
What's done is done
And it may haunt you at night
Or even in the light
It will be in your memory
Troubling your simple mind
It's your past
And there's nothing you can do about it
Except move on
And just try not to do something wrong tonight
Because tomorrow it will be your past
And it may haunt you another night
But you can't get rid of your past
What's done is done
And it will always be in your memory
Kayla Worley
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Life Is An Adventure
PoetryThis is some of the pomes I've written put into a book. Each chapter will be a different pome, except the first chapter which is basically what I say here.
