There is no exist regret I believe this is not the end yet Thank you dear ego You win again ever since 22 years ago.
Her thoughts dangling everywhere Thinking, wandering, whinning And it seems she won't lose If she never tried different voices.
Now it's your lost dear Who else to tell, who else to hear Fighting over the fine line near the border Again, shouldn't be regret over wasted tears.
I once created you for her dignity Now you growing stronger over her pride I still shall not trying to get rid of you You worth there saving her from falling apart.
Is this a fight over yourself? Is this a lost over somebody worth a lifetime? The feeling remains dormant Quiscent till it is open by the fate written.