Regrets
I could have gone to bed at nine
But instead I stayed up til eleven
When I could have been sleeping
I browsed Facebook, played Drop Seven.
I could've eaten healthy
Like fruit and cereal
But instead I munched on packages
Of cookies- how guilty I feel!
I could've chatted with the girls-
I plan to every day-
But instead I daily chicken out
And on my phone I play.
I could've asked him out.
It would not have hurt at all,
But instead I wouldn't say a peep.
Now no boy bothers to call.
I could've just said hi
To that girl who seemed so nice,
But instead I decided to be she shy
Timidity forever my vice
Now my choices have gone to waste
Still the issues I must redress
Yet if I dwell on what once was
It's impossible to progress
All I can do is release the mistakes,
Rid myself of past worries and frets,
For the best thing I can do today is
Live without regrets.
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