Sometimes haunted by the past,
How much time passes fast.
The things I can't believe I've been through,
Crazy and careless is what I was used to.
Jack was my best friend,
Mary Jane was my girlfriend.
Walked the streets at night,
Didn't give a fuck- was ready to fight.
I once didn't value my life,
Emotionless; Always carrying a knife.
................
I open my eyes,
I see my son.
Goodbye Past,
I've moved on.
I see now that I've learned from my mistakes,
In the end- that's all it takes.
Sometimes the past haunts me,
But I clearly see,
That was then...this is now.
-Ximena-