I regret remaining so small
I regret being removed from it all
I regret the crippling fear
I regret wishing to disappear
I regret my deafening silence
I regret not showing more defiance
I regret giving you so much power
I regret the way I would cower
I regret believing your lies
I regret those blurred family ties
I regret the bridges you burned
I regret leaving the ashes unturned
In a way, my regrets always kept you near
Instead of severing the relationship when it became clear
That you no longer cared
Then again, you never really did
It was merely the wishful thinking
Of your broken hearted kid
The past can give a reason for penance and shapes who you are. However, it does not need to define you...