Ghost of Past

Two years, new month, new era passed,
But everytime, all I see is my haunting past,
Color streak, sleeping still, in my dreams can’t leave me here,
It’s always everywhere I see,

I always started,
Never the victim,
I was the problem,
None of them,
May the present move on from the past,
But the ghost of the past will never sorrow.

All the embarrassment,
The jealousy,
The envy I created,
If I could destroy what I started,
Never regret.

The roots of the ghost,
Move from the problem,
As if it’s easier,
Always surrounded.

They will sneak,
They will show,
They remind of what I do,
I can’t escape but I’ll go through.