Life Quite A Short Trip Poem by Wolf the poet

A walk down my memory lane
Is like opening up my window pane
And taking a sneak peak outside to see if rain starts rising upwards
My past shaped my life

It shaped my life In so many ways
But they still judge me nevertheless
However much you try to prove otherwise
People will always judge you regardless

The past should not be forgotten
They serve as lessons and seeds that mould the future
We are who we are because of our past
So is there a point to be judgemental?

Never try to prove yourself
We are here for a short while anyway
And then, you will die and be long forgotten
Let us just live this short life without poking around one's past present and future