Over Poem by Chelsey Rowland

It's over,
I need to get over it!

It's like a war is going on in my head,
it's over, it's over, I keep telling myself.

Keep telling yourself that,
but I know I won't believe it for a long, long time.
It'll never be over to me,
I relive it everyday,
like it had just happened.

I'm older now,
I've come to a new understanding.
I have grown up since then,
I've matured.
So why do I still feel the pain,
the sadness?