I wish

I wish a pored a shooting star or a wishing well for all my bad memories to wash away if it was possible. Yes I do regretted all the bad memories or choices and decisions I have made in the pasted. And the bad actions I have made in the pasted. But I do look back on the deepest memories and cry but I don’t fight on my demands. I think it is better to watched them sweep away in despair. So now I just walk from from them like smaller problems in my head. I know sometimes what is right or wrong. But we don’t know everything. Sometimes I feel guitly inside and I want to kill myself. I am sorry for all the mistakes I have made in the pasted. But I know I am not perfect so that will never change until I die.