Regrets, we have them all
Why didnt we do this or that
Why didnt we say yes
Or turn around and go back
But my regrets come
From a darkness inside
A darkness I run from
But find nowhere to hide
Think of your parents
Out late at night
You wish when they're driving
That somehting's not right
You wish that they die
In a deadly car crash
Come back in a box
In the form of some ash
Just so you wouldn't live
With them yelling all the time
Or saying that you're crazy
And out of your mind
That's my regret
For thinking you dead
But you should regret
Putting that thought in my head
Cheyenne Ashley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/regreting-regrets/
