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A Fool Regret

As a fool living his life to his death At the end circling with regret Why do I feel like I have nothing yet? No denying, I still fuss and fret I remember...now I forget I feel trapped in a net Life should be lived without regret Who’ll stick with me to the end? Who’ll be my true and only friend? I’m desperately trying, but the damage has been done I’m trying to fit in where I don’t belong Who is me?... I’m I my own? Secrets in me has not been known Regrets...Regrets...Regrets untold I lived for others...I sold my soul I strived for people... I strived for things I trusted people ... they cut my wings I need to live my life for me Not for social media society Call me a dreamer. Call me a fool I will not conform to your rules It’s time for me to stop being a pretender I’m heading back to the top...if I can remember

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