Pondering the Past

I look back on my old life,
the way I used to be,
I've moved on since then,
grown up,
matured,
although for bad or good I am not yet sure,

sometimes I wish I could go back,
to the way I used to be,
to my old life,
I've made so many mistakes,
that what makes me,
who I am,

if I could go back and change,
all the things I did,
all the things I said,
all the mistakes I made,
would I?

am I satisfied with myself?
my accomplishments,
my failures,
my goals,
my desires?

I think everyone would like to change,
sometimes

I am thankful for my experiences,
they have taught me a lot

I forgive my mistakes,
although sometimes I dwell on them

I wish I could have made better choices,
but it's too late now

all that matters is the future now.