Make Amends

In my history, certain things kept inside.
In my lifetime, certain actions, I don’t take pride.
Push it away, my solution as a constant, every time.
Communication, break all ties,
Without a single shred of remorse.
Block all contact, stay my course.
Push it away, my reaction, without failure, every time.
Block it right out, every person, every problem.
Tired of just running away, time to confront what’s mine.
Tired of just running away, time to confront what’s mine.
No resolution, nothing solved.
With no closure, legs left to stand,
Allow all distractions, take my command.
Push it away, out of instinct, my survival every time.
Block it right out, every person, every problem.
Tired of just running away, time to confront what’s mine.
Tired of just running away, time to confront what’s mine.
I’ll make amends, try to make things right.
I’ll make amends, try to own what’s mine.
I’ll make amends, may take forever, at least it’s a start.
I’ll make amends, may take a lifetime, at least it’s a start.
My history will not repeat itself.
Push it away, won’t take this road, push it away.
Tired of just running away, time to confront what’s mine