How much do we remember, Do things haunt us forever? The answer is what you believe, And what you believe is up to you. WE forget the unplesant, We charish the moments of bliss, Yet, the unplesant haunts us, A part of us we cannot escape. Do we ever admit the things that Haunt us, or instead, Do we keep them inside us, And them them simmer. There are no answers, Right or wrong, There is simply life, And life is what we all Are here for. We can either fear our mind, Or instead, accept it, The key to happiness is yourself, Yourself and nobody else.