Seated Regret

“Seated Regret”

Sit down, find a bench, a seat, anything

Think about it: sit, think about the end

Realize that you’d miss flowers in Spring

Crave a purpose in all the time you spend

When the signs finally come, are you ready

Would you be happy with all that you have done

Not wish that you did something already

Not want a redo, for you don’t get one

Do you wish you did things with no regret

And swallow your pride and ask that girl out

Answer one of the calls from your dad that you get

Maybe spend anoth’r night with friends throughout

Because my name is the End, and I’m here

So make sure you didn’t wait for next year