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Poetry

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People’ll only remember you for
what you did yesterday
yesteryear or years back
no matter how much you changed
no matter how much you
uprooted the ivy of your bad habits
they’ll treat you like you’re still the same.

Yeah, Tony stole my lunchbox back in year three
So that must mean he’ll never be good to me.
Once a cheat, always a cheat.
You’re an alco, not anonymous!
And his name’s still synonymous
with drug dealer and murderer.

It’s just that game we like to play
We’d rather not change our opinions of things
we’d rather not evolve
Or move on
we’d rather not accept that we can do better
that we will do better
that we are doing better.
We’d rather stick with the same old, same old,
with what we know,
than shift our gears into a higher plane.
But i’m telling you I’m not the same.
You’re not the same.

And when you consciously choose to not be the same,
To do better,
Be the best version of you there is,
That serves your highest good
You as the creator,
Because you are a creator –
Then you really aren’t the same.
But they’ll treat you like you’re still the same.

Redemption is a decision that can be made in a millisecond
and the only one who needs to forgive you is you.
You must be redeemed in your own eyes, no one else’s.
Because your God loves you,
He never even felt like he needed to forgive you.
In his eyes, you are love.

You don’t have to be that person you were.
You don’t have to be those things you did.
You aren’t as bad as they say you were.
You can choose!

See, Those mistakes you made,
I like them.
They make you human.
I accept them.
One day you’ll stop making them
Or you’ve already stopped making them!
Maybe they weren’t even mistakes
But habits that you fell into
That ultimately didn’t serve you
But didn’t they kinda serve you
Because they showed you the version of yourself
you don’t want to be?
They shaped you into the living lit being
you are being and breathing right now.

Why can’t they understand how,
We’re not the things we did
The things we said,
the people we hurt,
The lowliest dirt of ourselves.

I’d won’t undo what I did.
Nor erase it, edit it.
pretend like I didn’t do it,
Be ashamed.

And I won’t answer to those who call on a name
Acting like it’s still one and the same.
Change is the only constant of our existence.
And I ain’t the me you thought I was way back,
So stop acting like it’s just the same old cat
Drops of the different versions of us
Are ingrained in eternity
But that girl way back…
Yeah, that ain’t me.

And that boy you were…
Yeah, I’ll have to accept it.
That ain’t you no more.
You changed for the better.
I’m happy for you.
I hope they see it too.