A quote they always said at school
'What's past is past', and I agreed
But why can't I forget my past
Even thought it's what I need?

I cry alone inside my room
I see myself pushed around
My bad, dark, and awful memory
Seem to rise up from the ground

Why can't I forget that memory?
Why can't I be happy instead?
I wish and wish for only one
I want that memory buried dead

For BiancaT_T :)