the bad of our lives

The story of the bad

It has to be told every time

It mustn’t be let forgotten

As if nothing has happened before

We learned through our mistakes

The major or minor stakes in our lives

We have to live through with it

These are the records we can’t forget

We can’t hide from the past misdeeds

It will come to haunt us in quiet moments

Though our lives have moved on

But the records will keep spinning along

We will progress through our mistakes

Learn from it try not to repeat it again

There is no guarantee it will not repeat

The mistakes of our past may hit us back