I showed someone something
It was part of my past
I think it was a mistake
for afterwards there was silence
I felt as if I had done something wrong
But that past was so important to me
It was a growing stage
It was a way to escape
A place where my dreams could come true
After showing it I can't help but wonder
what was the effect on the other
I know the language I used was not very good
but that was long ago
what was the effect on the other
All I know is that it left me at a loss
feeling it was a big mistake
But I think about the past of others
and i am glad I am able to share it
even though it is not so hot
For the past is a special place
where good resides with bad
I am happy to share it with others
and take the consequences later
for I am only human
And mistakes abound me