The pain of the past

Every single day that pass by,
my eyes are never dry,
when i think toward the past,
i realized i had one chance to make things right,

My past haunts me,
a nightmare everyday,
i wish i could turn back the hands of time,
to mend my ways.

I was disgraced,
I was insulted,
I was embarrassed,
I was ashamed,
because i couldn't change,
all because i wanted freedom,

Now it's time to face the consequences,
now i have to shed tears,
because of my wrong tales,..

Then i had my ways,
but it's not as always,
it's now time to bear,
the pains of the past,

I was insulted.