It's hard to move on and forget the past,

Even when time seems to fly by really fast.

I remember things as if they happened yesterday,

I try so hard to forget, but memories tend to stay.

Things happen long ago, but they never fade,

Sometimes I get frustrated, and grab that blade.

A cut or two, maybe go for three or more,

Blood here and there, then drop dead to the floor.

I wish I've made wise choices with the time I had,

But I was dense and ignorant, and that makes me mad.

I don't know who I am, and still looking for "me"

Everyone tells me I'm "perfect" but that, I can't see.

In my eyes, I'm just an idiotic someone who is lost,

There are negative thoughts, my mind has crossed.

Where does my future lie, and where will I be?

I'm still lost, I can't find "me"