Looking back from where I’ve been
I know where I want to be
It would appear progress isn’t as I hoped it
But when I look at five minutes ago,
I know there was something there I wouldn’t do again
Something there I wouldn’t try again
Something there I wanna take away
Something there I’m going to remember forever
For what good is remembering only the good things
If we cannot reminisce the bad to equip us unto where we want to be?
So I move five steps forward and one step back.
That’s ok, right?
Is this what it is called to self-examine?
Because I keep coming back to the spot where I left you.