Life

Packing another day, time to say bye, Neither happiness nor sadness, I think it's a tie. Thoughts on my mind, what could I have done? I can't revive; just regret the time it's gone. Whenever the clock hits nine, To regret is the daily routine of mine. Just hoping to do later which is only left, With a checklist for tomorrow I slept. I think I overslept its already eight, Checklist says rise and I think I got late. Was happier in my dreams I believe, I don't want to wake, just leave. The day also passed just like before, Maybe not only today yet to come more. Every night stabbing with regrets knife, What can I say, it's my life.