A Man with No Regrets
Sometimes possession can raise so many questions. Sometimes your heart wants another thing from what you dreamed of. Sometimes it not so easy to understand your inner feelings. The feeling of unacceptability can make anyone shiver to its core. These phrases belong to some unexplored parts of my heart and I am glad finally I explored them for a better future.
" He always wants a thing but suddenly deny its possessions
It's just a matter of timeWhen he starts to build new attractions
No regrets, no time to even look back
With small steps, big actions
He got no regrets to crunch emotional fractions
Got no time to even maintain the lust.
When he meets his clone
Just can't judge what's right or what's wrong
He can't even take a leap of satisfaction
Can't even care to follow his own regressions
Is he not responsible for his actions?
A man with unclear motives
Is not lost, just don't know where to go
What if in a hurry, he chooses the wrong path and fall?
The wanderer couldn't understand the actions
Still no regrets with no certain regressions.
Maybe he is not lost, he just wants to feel the thrill,
just want to make new stories
Just want to play his guitar on a new beat and chill.
Just can't judge what's right or what's wrong
He can't even take a leap of satisfaction
Can't even care to follow his own regressions
Is he not responsible for his actions?
A man with unclear motives
Is not lost, just don't know where to go
What if in a hurry, he chooses the wrong path and fall?
The wanderer couldn't understand the actions
Still no regrets with no certain regressions.
Maybe he is not lost, he just wants to feel the thrill,
just want to make new stories
Just want to play his guitar on a new beat and chill.
On this road to immortality
He might experience some lag
Could get some pain, pointless vain
On this road to no strings attached
He might find an escape
He might find the gold,
May become immortal towards the end of the road.
He should be happy that he found what he always dreamed of,He might experience some lag
Could get some pain, pointless vain
On this road to no strings attached
He might find an escape
He might find the gold,
May become immortal towards the end of the road.
But unacceptability always sweeps him off
He always tries to find shortcuts
What if he took the long road?
She just likes to play along,
But he just wants the long walks
He can't sing alone the broken prose. "
