I cannot cease to regret
yet it does not describe me
the things that describe a person
Are often things they choose not to do

betimes I look back on those regrets
Are they shaped from good intentions
or wrought with scandalous intrigue?

Would I have enjoyed them if they hadn't been?
do I regret them because they were?

I spread little light when I try to tell myself
Who would I be today had I not?

I would be blissfully ignorant
and hate myself a whole lot less

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