Who we are

We are built on memories,

the fun ones, the great ones

the ones we want to forget,

the ones filled with regret.

Cherish them all the same,

painful ones, beautiful ones.

They made you into who you are

Who already made it this far.

Think about your way up to now

the obstacles, the assistance

Though, sometimes you felt like crap

you grew with every single step.

Do not dwell about what was,

the good, the bad, the known.

Press forward into the unknown

to new memories, you'll call your own.

Memories that shape you,

the fun ones, the great ones,

the ones you'll want to forget,

the ones filled with regret.

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