I Tried. (Poems)

Past

The present is terrible

You don't want to even think about what's to happen in the future

So you lay back in your bed and start to think

About the good times in the past

And you feel calmer

Slowly starting to become happy.

Forgetting why you are afraid of the future

And the present just makes you sad

You forget your friends nagging at you

For always mentioning the past

Your parents telling you to let it go.

Siblings getting mad because you never want to know

How their day is

You are to caught up remembering something that happened long ago.

While everyone is upset you are glad

For the first time in forever

If you had the chance

You'd stay in the past.