I've lost And I've found, All those faces circling me around. I've lied And I've tried, To hide my face beneath the ground. They walked into my life They've walked right out, I told myself, "It's okay" "What is lost, was lost before it was found." I weep And I sleep, Only to dream a life better than my own. I hide And I died, Too late, with regret Those faces still circling me around.
As Anne Frank said, "Regret is stronger than gratitude" I believe it is true. We take people for granted and then we turn blind to their sufferings. Until it's too late to have them back and hold onto them.