The Way Of Change Poem by thomas tromblee

The way of change
Why… I thought that if changed my ways fixed my mistakes left behind the past and turned away… that everything would change But no, things didn’t work in that way. Why does there someone remind of me of my past, mistakes, pulling me all the way down to my bottom again. But I know I changed have been better than before but why those people always have put me down, reminding me of my mistakes. But I don’t care what they say, what they do, what they think of me. I will step toward the door and not look away from what I see what is right in front of me. I will step forward and change for the better and I will never go back to those times again..