When We Look Back At Our Pathetic Past

It's been a while, I was at high school, only seventeen, I had no friends, no money, no power, But what gave me a reason to continue, a reason to live, was Michelle, I miss Michelle, And at the end of the day she didn't know I existed, I would have done anything to make her happy, to make her feel better, She knew my name but that was all, She knew where I lived, that I loved her, that I was depressed, and that I had stopped believing in God, I eventually forgot about her and grew old you see, I travelled to other countries you see, And I never forgot her, She meant more to me than anything else, It was a sad era, a sad time, A time where I felt like a knife was in my heart, I miss Michelle, But life goes on, I need to move on, and I need to live, Remove the knife and let me live, let me forget, It's been a while.