Little things that make you cry,
Your ill judgment for someone,
The sad moments of goodbye...
Shameful stuff that gets you down,
When you’re asked to stand erect,
And review all of your life
Which moments do you regret?
Which are those that make you thrive?
Would you dearly keep the good;
Erase all the bad that could
Surly ruin a fine mood
Set you down or turn you rude?
Sadly it is not a choice,
We are linked to all that passed.
If we're sad or we rejoice
It’s in the mind, aimed to last.
If you want to be just lost
In the human evolution
Where done actions are just dust.
Should you want to leave a mark
On this strange blue part of space,
Keep your memories a part
Of existence, pace by pace.
You don’t ever know for sure
That what you might think or do
Can’t be seen as future cure
For a person just like you.
It would be utter selfish
To erase your life to date,
Because you want to start fresh
And avoid being yourself.