pubert

So i wrote this the otherday about someone i can't stand...but i liked the cut of it. Post comments what do you think?

When you die you don't take your memories with you
Heaven...hell....god...Allah...Buddha...Satan
It doesn't matter, those are constructs of the living
And the concerns of the living don't concern the dead
But right now every ones concerned about you

So far tonight you've said only one thing that makes sense
You told me "I can't escape my past"
But thats the way history is engineered
The past isn't who you are, the past isn't who you will be
The past is only there...
The only thing you can do besides regret it, is learn from it

But so far you've just been running from it
Running isn't learning
Running is a way to make the same mistakes for the first time
Again and again and again
When you run those around u can't move at the same pace as you
They remain frozen in the present as your tripping over the past

If you'd stop running for just goddamned minute
You might just be able to finally hear what we meant
Instead of just what we said