Memories

Memories clog my mind
of all the times I
got left behind
I was lonely and cold
left out
with nowhere to go

These memories of mine
I put them in the back
of my mind
For I know
these memories
are not of good times

People say to remember the good
So I try to remember my time
with you
but then I remember
how you ran
and how I became blue
I hate the way
I think of you
with these depressing little memories of mine