Every day, I feel regret.
Regret that I never amounted to much.
Regret that I never paid my debts.
Regret that I leaned on others like a crutch.

Regret that I had no friends,
And that I never tried to make any.
The walls I had could not bend,
Though I had opportunities aplenty.

I regret that I stayed unexpressed.
My true feelings were known only to me.
I tried to keep others suppressed
So that they could remain burden-free.

Many times I have gone remiss.
Many times have I felt this sting.
And now, as I step out over the abyss,
I only feel one thing.