My Delicate Self
One may not believe in fate
Until maybe you are a bit late
To set your path right again
To see your future at the other end
Regret is but a common thought
Wishing past things that were weren’t not
Yet every bad memory Is a moment that had to be
For all those moments they shape me
Sadness sorrow and distraught
All thing we wish were not
Regretting forgetting and rewinding
All are things that are never ending
Every moment changes time
For you a stranger and even I
The smallest feather could kill a million
It’s that which is hidden that could kill a trillion
Don’t focus on what is right and wrong
As each single moment will soon be gone
Either way it’s changed your life
Just as life is with only but a knife
Regrets are normal and make sense
But your life is fragile so therefore and hence...
All those moments they shape me
Everything is just as it is meant to be