To Changing The Past
Dear Old Me,
Hello back there.
It's me, your future self.
Go sit down,
Prepare to frown
But know it won't last long.
I know you are
So innocent,
Though you may be rotten.
You are a brat,
But despite that,
Your sins are very small.
Look up to me,
And you will see
Your strong soul made you fall.
Everything
You never wanted
Happened willingly.
So here I am,
Telling you,
Don't give in to sin.
Though it tempts you
Constantly
Know it won't be worth it.
You can do it,
Change our future
Fix my broken soul.
Until next time,
Auf Wiedersehen,
Love, your soon Sorrow.
This poem is about:
Me