I knew what I want from the start The feeling of having it gets me so excited; But then, days passed by Just took everything for granted, Made slight efforts to achieve it But still, those are not enough Been such a happy go lucky. I know I can still do a lot more than that But, yeah, I'm too stubborn to make more efforts Thinking that all those little things I did Would suffice everything. Now, I feel blue, Having a lot of regrets, Feeling more depressed. Thinking the "what ifs" - If I've done this and that; If I've struggled harder; If I've been diligent; Would I get better results? Would I get what I wanted? Would I be happy now? How would I know? I could no longer go back in time. I know I should do better this time To make up for the mess I've done, But these regrets continuously linger in my head And I can't shake it off right away.
Yeah. I really feel sad tonight. :|
Anyways, thanks for reading this, though I wasn't able to rewrite this poem - no rhymes, no good flow. I just wanna let this out.