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[hidingheather]

The things I’ve said, the things I’ve done
Were all done with the best intentions.
But intentions don’t always make results
And I still dream of things unsaid

I like who I am now
Mostly happy, mostly balanced
But in my sleep
The voices of memories echo in my ears

Sometimes my nights are still haunted
And my dreams continue one to the next
Lucid and coherent
When I wake they seem so real

Years go by some thing change
Years go by some things don’t
You think worse of me than I was
You think worse of me than I am