When the past catches up, it doesn't stop.
It doesn't let us get ahead again.
It has to be dealt with, we have to stay on top,
Remember that we are not the same person we were then.
We may have said things we aren't too proud of,
We may have felt hate, we may have been in love.
Whatever it is that we battle with this time,
We'll look to the future, and everything will be fine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shit, I hope so........nice poem. Laters....Joshua.