Things behind you
Only there to remind you.

What Could’ve been
I wish her cries where not seen.
The anguish that was about to flock the horizon.

Sometimes we have it all
But we don’t have it all
A young man is selfish and oblivious
Heartless, scaring precious should and reckless.

Forgiveness in the realness
Bend your head in sameness
She was innocent and beautiful
Now she is beautiful and incomplete.
With her I would be complete.