In my head
I find myself thinking a lot
Thinking of memories
Memories left from the past
Always popping up in my future
I have no way of changing the things I've done
And I mourn every day for my decisions
Decisions of a young mind in an old world
Mistakes from the beginning of time
I sometimes just wanna cry
For the things I've done, and things I'm gonna do
Things that will affect both me and you
Things I have control of, but don't stop
Things that have every intention of being good, but aren't
Things that changed me, I wished didn't
And things that didn't happen, I wish did
But wishing only gets you so far
Because once upon a time, I wished upon that star
And put away the candles because the disappointment left me scarred
I try to forget...but it's just too hard
The self esteem I have is a daily reminder
Of who I am and who I've become
What I once was, and what I once lost
The memories are like the monsters under my bed
Being controlled by the demons I have inside my head...Cuz we all got skeletons in our closet,
But this feels like a graveyard.
Just a cemetery filled with wasted potential.
