why is it
that when i feel like i've moved on
I've learned to breathe again
i've learned to be strong

my past comes back
and brings me down
making me hopelessly fall
to the ground

i promised myself that i'd forget
everything they've ever said
but looking through the other sets
it's like my past is slowly being re-read

it's like a candy grown sour in my mouth
its like i started north, and ended up south
It's like everything i touch turns to poison
Its like all i ever wrote has become unwritten

what must i do to face ahead
and not go back to the times i've bled.
-gloria