Sometimes I remember
And sometimes I forget
Sometimes I like to wallow
In all of my regrets
Sometimes it’s sweet
And sometimes it stings
All those times
And all those things
We said
That it would be forever
But what does that even mean
When your entire life
Means only fifteen?
To what do you compare
When that’s all you’ve ever known?
To whom was I to turn
When I was never shown
What forever could ever mean?
And how forever never comes
A boy seems so much wiser
When you’re young and much too dumb
The time just keeps on passing
But I stay in just one place
I feel that I keep changing
But the expression on my face
It stays the same
And who’s to blame
When my own complacency
Brings so much shame?
I stand so still
As I wait for tomorrow
So I can continue to wait
And to wallow
In all my regrets
As I wait for forever
But it’s best to forget
Such a pointless endeavor
About the Creator
Ivy Rozen
Writer and poet with published articles, email campaigning experience, teaching experience, and a completed poetry residency with Free Verse, where I finished my first book of poems, Runcation, on sale now at www.IvanaWrites.com
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