Is

It comes back, time and again,
It never seems to want to cease.
No matter how long it has been,
The wound still is – no sign it might appease.

Oh, I have said this, then done that,
I don’t know how many were the times
When I truly did that what I’d said.
However, what’s been said and done still is.

There was, there’s been and always gonna be,
I can never be quite certain what,
But I know, I have been told once and again
That, despite this and the other, there still is.