I stood on this cliff and took the past out of me.
I gotta let go and I tried to throw it
But I realized I can't throw it since it made me grow
It shaped me to be who I am but some of it is cold
It made me more bolder and for that I'm thankful
It made me more thoughtful and grateful
After those thoughts raced in my head
I kept the past and looked ahead
I looked at it and observed and waited
I absorbed the past again and I stated
I will make a good present and future
One that is cooler and and filled with humor
One that makes me better and rewards me with everything I want.
