Sometimes I can’t help myself to wonder
Would it make my life better?
If I chose the path that I wanted to walk
The dream I had lost which I never took

I’m always looking in the past
Hoping like it could possibly change
And as I always count the days to last
The reality keeps on knocking like a sage

To focus on the present is very important
To survive and to live a fulfilling life
Regrets are things that can made you dormant
And it’s actually something truth I can’t strife

I believe that there’s nothing I can do
To change the past this so late and impossible too
I may not make myself to let all my regrets go
But surely, I can’t let my choices push me too low