I want to relive the memories of joy
Instead, it was memories of misery
Because every time I look at my scars
It was like I was there
I'm present with death alongside with my pains
But every moment of my misery was a lesson for me to keep going through life
It may be hard to revisit that moment
But it was for good to keep it and learn from it
Because the past was a history
A history we should learn from like another history in this life and what was written in
the books