I thought about sitting on the floor in second grade, I couldn't keep the pace, I though I was the only one moving in slow motion while the other kids knew something I did not. If I acted like a clown, I thought it'd get me through; it did, but that don't work no more, I'm not a kid no more.
I thought about the hours wasted, watching T.V., drinking beer. I thought about the things I though about until immobilized with fear. All the great ideas I had, and how we just made fun of those who had the guts to try and fail, and then I ended up in jail.
...But just for a day.
Seems the police had made a computer mistake, they said there must be hundreds like me with the same name.
Anyway...
I thought about the things I settled for, or never tried.
I never visited my grandma even once when she was sick, before she died, so I don't blame you if you never come to see me here again.
Regrets.
I thought about the hours wasted, watching T.V., drinking beer. I thought about the things I though about until immobilized with fear. All the great ideas I had, and how we just made fun of those who had the guts to try and fail, and then I ended up in jail.
...But just for a day.
Seems the police had made a computer mistake, they said there must be hundreds like me with the same name.
Anyway...
I thought about the things I settled for, or never tried.
I never visited my grandma even once when she was sick, before she died, so I don't blame you if you never come to see me here again.
Regrets.
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anais:
Regret is like taking poison and hoping the other guy will die.
anais:
Oh wait, that is resentment...eheh ooops. But anyhow, I know regret, it is what haunts me at night sometimes if I let it in.