The Past


Born from the wrong
Prayed for by the strong
Everlasting through poverty
Forever deserving notoriety
Suffering through all the pain
Yet still there you remain

Told the wildest lies
Attached to the loosest ties
Made promises that were never kept
Out of you, your trust leapt
Is there any one left to believe
Or should you just leave

Never given a chance
No room to take a stance
Struggling to come back
Wanting knowledge you yet lack
The ability to be a fake
But what will you really make

A feeling of perpetual sadness
In a state of emotional madness
Wrecked from being misused
Every thought is confused
Will this last forever
Or can you let go of the past altogether

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