It's not a regret,
No it's not a sad title either,
Poem I'm writing is about choices,
Choices I should've made.
I wish I had never been on this path,
Of sadness and loneliness,
Where my soul has become selfish,
& now I'm not big on social graces.
I wish I had befriended my mind
Long before the dooms day
Instead of impudent decisions
& then time just ran away.
'Don't pity Me' my mind shouts out loud,
Only he and Me aren't the only at fault,
Society& people around sculpted this behaviour,
I think I abandoned myself solely for despair.
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