Regretful

If I could be the one to live on tell my story
I have always been my own worst critic I am so sorry
These people telling me what benefits me, I don't know
If I kill myself I don't need to call anyone on my phone
I never use it
Scars never healed on my body I am too neurotic
This type of feeling is too much it is too exotic
I need someone to save me from this type of luxury
I started feeling better when I had that therapy
I promise I will be better
Believe me I am trying
I am not much of a crier
These regrets burn me with fire
This is my only real person
What is the point of fake if life has purpose
Birdsong is sometimes foreign to me
The darkness is a friend and where I get my energy
If this death gets to you
Then you are real
Ignoring it will get you more pain like a cut-through
Don't tell this isn't what it means to feel

Dis a nuh fi mi
Dis a nuh fi mi
Dis a nuh fi mi
Dis a nuh fi mi
Mi a dead already
Mi a dead already
Mi a dead already
Mi a dead already
Death tek mi
Death tek mi
Death tek mi
Death tek mi
Mia pathetic, an low mood
Mia pathetic, an low mood
Mia pathetic, an low mood
Mia pathetic, an low mood

Pain is for me
Life is not for me
Regrets are there for me
Death will pay for me
Well being born premature, then going deaf
I faced being death and deaf at the same time, I regret
Consider yourself lucky
Demonstrating so is a luxury
Cannot contain this regret now
You can still be positive so do it now
If we stop harming each other then that would be good
We shouldn't harm one another if they are white or black, come on, this is just clueless
The race war should have ended
Instead this politics kept it's identity politics cemented
The corruption in that UK parliament is sickening
I cannot tell how many times each party had something insidious, it's depressing
They always blind us from the truth
Arresting us for our free speech if we say something mean, that is god's honest truth
We the people can be better than that
We can show some compassion for each other if you get that
Message across to you, we can try
Instead of us divided by the government itself, it brings tears to my eyes

I have had strange, horrifying dreams, I don't know what it means
I am just a basic person, simpleton, and I laugh at myself
Because I am just stupid, plain and simple
I am nothing but an old withered book, put me on a shelf
Time is up for me, I am trying to perfect
I can be the product of a fallen angel when I wept
Life cannot treat me differently from anyone else
I am regretful and I am by myself
Time is not for me, I am trying to be better
I am the result of a bad joke, not a jester
Life can treat me better for once this time
I am regretful and I don't need this time
I am just regretful about everything
I am just so regretful about everything



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Writer(s): Simon Clarke
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