Get out of my head; I don't want you there,
I have lived with you there for far too long,
Bringing me nothing but pain and despair,
Reliving each moment, knowing it's wrong.
"You must let it go," I say to myself,
"You have lived too long reliving the past,
Just wrap it up and put it on the shelf,
Now just walk away and walk away fast."
But the songs come on and the songs will play,
Reminding me of the days when you were here,
Haunting my mind with why you couldn't stay,
And going through it all year after year.
So please, I beg you, get out of my head,
Please let me finally move on ahead.
TLA 3/18/15-10/21/15
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