My Past

My past would always haunt my future. I thought that leaving high school would waver off my mistakes and gruesome past but it would always be there to greet me. The hate people have towards me was revolting and the friends that I had amended showing the realism behind the fake mask that they hid behind.

I knew the moment something negative would occur they would come to eat me alive like the vulgar monsters they were.

People talk. My past will always haunt me — talking away the opportunities that life gave me. No matter where I turned my past would always be there, looking and judging.

My past was inside of people, the people that were counter mindless mistakes, I was innocent and pure but my purity was shamefully ripped away from me the moment people changed.

Though from time to time I would meet new people and they would always find out about who I WAS and what I had done.

Trapped was what I was, no matter how guilty I felt no one would ever forget. The thought of disappearing came to my mind a couple times — but I’d have nowhere to disappear to. I’d have to live through the endless pain and nothing would ever change. I’m stuck.

I know the only person to blame was myself but truly I never thought something like this would ever happen. It was a big part of choosing the wrong friends - the wrong type of people but I was innocent and pure. My heart is bigger than my brain, but I've learned and I’ve grown but as someone once said “People will always look at your mistakes, judging you on your past and present mistakes. The good you do will never be shown or talked about, the improvements you do will always be hidden, people will only and always focus on your mistakes.”

Why is it that the negative mistakes we make always outweigh the positive choices?