Nevermind the days behind you that you try so hard to forget.
The people around you that remember what you did wrong,
and that hate the fact that sometimes you did right.
Nevermind your history
and your misery
Even if it's just for a minute, it feels like a fresh start.
Imagine this fresh start, continues
carries on
with everything that's new around you
old door closes, new boundaries torn
But this is just a drug, where the feeling came from
The drug called optimism.
As you recall from the history you tried to leave behind
that you dejected
It's too good, so it's nothing true
Like ice to water, water to vapor, we change; but we remain the same
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