My Past Poem by ademola oluwabusayo

The eraser of my past,

the eraser erased my bad habit,

the pencil draw my future,

the scissors cut away my past,

my past still around me,

my past move hurtle,

my past is the sunshine after storm,

my behaviour is the sand,

cleaning and claming everything,

my future was kicked and blow away,

my attitude is the breeze in the wind,

my attribute are string of dangerious,

hope better future come and heip out,

my past is willing to fight

my past is my old sheep, @the bottom of d sea,

my past is abandoned

ny past full of memories, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

my past