Regret

I guess that is what keeps me alive
Since there is no other way to thrive
Than to keep going to and fro
Otherwise I will never know
Where I should go or who I should see
Yet I doubt they will want to be near me
These people that I once knew
Who of my image they skew
And inadvertently pull me down
Until I feel as if I will drown
In my own painful regret
Not of water but of sweat
Which I burst out
And shout.

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