I never talk about the past like it's a good thing. I say, "The past is the past."
or, "Let's just leave it in the past." or, "I'm not going to judge you for your past."
But the past is a good thing
It has shaped who I am in the present
For better or worse
I'm supposed to live in the present Look forward to the future And forget the past
But I can't forget it It's a part of me
I've tried hiding from it
I've tried ignoring it
I've tried living in it
None of it has worked
So now I'm looking for it
I'm staring it right in the eye
And putting it in the past where it belongs