Life goes on,
Along with pain,
Self disappointment.
And all the things procrastinated.
And all deeds that undone,
And all words that unsaid,
And all the loved ones that uncalled.
Don’t want to look
At the results of my decisions,
On butterfly effect essentially I have.
And every time so much regret about.
And carry all fatigue like it’s my burden,
That just became my slogan all at once.
And saying lots about my ailments,
And doing really nothing, what’s the point?
I failed the test and didn’t see the things
That I should see, and I should make,
It’s not the first time when I did not do the best I maybe could.
It makes me crazy that it’s not the last.
Where is my energy to share with other people?
The ones I could make good for cause I care,
But I’m so weary it may seems I don’t.
It breaks my heart I didn’t do my best.
And worse that I had many chances,
The worst - they were not used,
And now can be no more at all.
02.12.2023, 5:50