Past

I am aware of the bloopers done,
since i was born, it's my fault...
but am i a gal that lives on
the mercy of destiny ever since?

Past has ever left its footprints on my way
but i have tried deliberately...
to compensate with it at brief visits
to pay least attention to it.

It returns though with its presence
so irritating that it hurts me,
it pulls away me from myself,
snatches the best out of the worst...

I am left alone in that dudgeon, reckoning
my better part but in vain...
it's a tenacious task, but yet
I try to be free...