Regret

The fear I stand next to
Sorrow in spite of what?
Sick of what might end up
The actions I must take
The hatred inside frustrates
The past is really to blame
Living day by day on a string
Consumed, enslaved with the pain
I dispose of my decisions
Slowly ripping free the shell
A new person I become
Regret no longer burdens me
Free with mind and body
The experience strengthens me
Sick of what might end up
The action I must take derive
Regret, I can't stand myself
My past, I cannot change
I refuse, My life is torn
Regret, I can't stand myself
Right!