Useless Regrets
The clock’s hand flings off the weight known as “today”And I begin to dress myself in anticipation of “tomorrow”
I’m not sure if what I stuffed inside of that rucksackWas good or not. I just don’t know
Is what we study really that important? How far will it get you?I wonder, what could the me who ended up as expected attain starting “tomorrow”?
It must feel as though I’ve forced you onto this journey unwillingly
Behind that face decorated with a grinYou must’ve crumbled into tearsYet that smile was for my sakeThank you for supporting someone like me
The transformation of color began too lateMe being here is naturalWorn out cheeks some sort of taleIs there no help out there? God has nothing to sayHusky voice turns into tearsRinse off these selfish thoughtsFor the sake of changing tomorrow and the day after thatGo toward where love is with your withered heart and small voice
The phrase “Don’t cry over spilt milk” suits me
Behind that face decorated with a grinYou must’ve crumbled into tearsYet that smile was for my sakeI really am sorry for forcing my bitterness onto you
Time keeps ticking by but I still feel like I’m stuck in place
The number of grins that decorated your faceIs the number of times I tormented youWithout realizing it until nowPlease do whatever you want to this sort of me
It’s not the end but I can’t chase after it