Regrets
I regret fessing up
Now I'm concious of my actions
I regret owning up
Now hiding is made harder
Cold Turkey was my answer
Awhile I felt sane, I felt safe
But now, there is no avoiding,
My source of pain
Now I wear a mask,
Showing a front, that it didnt matter
A front that I find hard,
To stop from falling apart, no matter
Why cant my pain be my joy?
What did I not do to make it right?
We'll never know, coz today,
I've made things permanently NOT right.
Now I'm concious of my actions
I regret owning up
Now hiding is made harder
Cold Turkey was my answer
Awhile I felt sane, I felt safe
But now, there is no avoiding,
My source of pain
Now I wear a mask,
Showing a front, that it didnt matter
A front that I find hard,
To stop from falling apart, no matter
Why cant my pain be my joy?
What did I not do to make it right?
We'll never know, coz today,
I've made things permanently NOT right.
PS: No ppl...I am not refering to my Ex
posted by Jujubie at 11:07 PM
1 Comments:
Feelings of regrets is rather late
For consciousness keep you awake
Owning up maybe be in vain
Unless you just faint
The answer was not good enough
Tried and tested, I’ve had the puff
Especially when the pain is unavoidable
And make you life a wobble
A mask is never an answer
Coz the front didn’t matter
It makes you deplorable
To try make life bearable
Pain can’t ever be a joy
Especially one that involves the heart
Unless it’s a coy
It will hit you like a dart
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