I remember watching birds fly,
And thinking that I too could touch the sky,
I now regret all those times I didn’t try;
All those distant memories feel like lies,
Running outside, playing, chasing butterflies,
Now I have to watch as my happiness slowly dies.
I can’t believe my joy is ending,
It’s like writing a love letter you don’t intend on sending.
All I can do now is cry,
I cry through all of the prayers I’ve chanted,
I cry because I regret everything I took for granted;
It’s strange how time flies by so fast,
Memories just don’t last,
So don’t sit there and dwell on the past;
Live your life while you still can,
You don’t want to have regrets when you’re an old woman or man.
