Rebecca

I have come to realize My bad memories Were an indulgence of mine So I close my tired eyes Stop this tran of thought Stop it dead in its tracks But will you put your faith in something When you are afraid? That's what we were taught To bow our heads and pray Turn yourself around You can do better, Rebecca Turn yourself around Make yourself better, Rebecca I can sit and try to conjure words But there is nothing left to prove you Let me sit and watch you working I Won't be a pain you will not notice me at all Gone like seasons All wasted I did not see the winter Like a child