I regret to inform you,
That my days on this Earth,
Have borught nothing new,
And are as useless as my birth,

I regret to inform you,
That the people in my surroundings,
Do not interest me with their findings,
And they are not people I can turn to,

I regret to inform you,
That very few people have a clue,
Of what they are doing,
Or what they should be pursuing,

I regret to inform you,
That pain is not beautiful,
It is only moveable,
To those of you who feel blue,

I regret to inform you,
That most of you were aware,
Of the thoughts I'm sharing with you,
But most people don't care,

They want to be oblivious,
To what is obvious,
Stop running away from the truth,
Or it will just come back and haunt you