the past

[dwelling_kisses]

i hate it how your past
always seems to find a way
to come back and bite you in the ass
like when things seem to be
going sooo wonderful
something has to come back
and rain on my prade
but i am not going to stand for it anymore
everyone makes mistakes
and some, more regrets rather than mistakes
but i am not going to let
something that doesn't mean a thing to me
bring me down to nothing
i am tired of sitting around and dwelling
on these mistakes and hoping that one day
they won't come back to me
but if something gets out
oh well that was me
and if you still think the same of me
then you odviously dont know me