Tonight in the memory land
I took a walk that I don’t want to remember
Without a reason, without a purpose
It reappeared again in my mind
The regret and the questions
Still leave me hanging
Still leave me asking
But I said it many times before
Maybe bad things happen so you can learn
Maybe it got hurt so you can grow
Anyway the sadden thing is not betrayed by other
But betrayed by your ownself
I’ve seen myself trying to heal this wound
But the next days I saw it started all over again
Stabbing my scar, open up the wound
Digging again, trying to find the answer
Then wondering, why it still matters?
Why it’s still hard to let go?
I don’t even sure, is it mental disorder?
Or just the lack of integrity, lack of discipline
I may not live long enough to think for these unnecessary things
Count things that matter
Learn to make your own miracle