My Immediate Regrets
they fall out of my hands
yet never land
one thousand decisions
under a single command
sometimes I wonder
if they weren’t planned
just to throw a wrench
into this dailyness
my immediate regrets
what I felt
for what I did
whom I didn’t kiss
my immediate regrets
have been left
to fend for themselves
amidst this ugliness
lot of us struggle
some of us wonder
none of us discover
the perfect approach
for a brighter future
mature outlook
healthier creature
or just a juste mot
I rewind the tape
staying up late
coaching myself
for the next play
but it’s just my fate
writing my life
without a backspace
having lost my notes
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