Pieces of my Past

I have served a full life sentence

as a prisoner of who I am.

It seems that so many

have traps that hold me fast

and they still catch me from time to time.

I have blamed and fought them.

I have never really understood

why people

don't do the best they can

and learn to rise above.

 

There is a way to rise above.

I won't deny harm has taken place.

If I make my peace at last with those

who have hurt me.

Some call this wisdom.

Some call this grace.

 

Can I make my peace at last

with the peices of my past?

Is there a way to rise above my past?

Can I forgive those

who hurt me?

 

I forgive my parents for who they can't be

and who they will never be.

I forgive those I fall in love with

for not being all I wanted.

The hardest part of all

I forgive myself

for not being everything I should've been so many years ago.

Time has transformed me

into this person

that you see before you.

 

There is a way to rise above.

I won't deny harm has taken place.

If I make my peace at last with those

who have hurt me.

I will grow from this.

Some call this wisdom.

Some call this grace.

 

Can I make my peace at last

with the peices of my past?

Is there a way to rise above my past?

Can I forgive those

who hurt me?

 

When I make my piece

with the pieces of my past

and let go

when I forgive.

I will look back

and see that those things made me who I am today.