Amnesia

by Harshita Das aged 13

Sometimes, I wish to get amnesia
To forget the words, you said;
To forget the things you did
To clear out all doubt in my head

Sometimes I wish the waves would come
And wash the filth away
Leave the beach all clean and dry
(Although the dusty sand will stay)

Sometimes I wish you would get amnesia
To forget that harmless thing I said
Forget the things I made you do; I didn’t realize
They cut you, and tore you to shreds

Sometimes I wish we could forget
Start over, with a pleasant hello
Yet if we did, we’d make the same mistakes
People forget forgiveness is an option too

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