Regrets.

Only days ago and for so many nights

keys in the locks and the having to fight.

A toilet you WILL share, blue mattress cold

and hard.

That new girl stare as they are marking your

card.

That longing for familiar, please ears my families

voice

instead il hear the stranger and their whimpers of

no choice.

Wanting to trust, but knowing youre prey,

dreaming of past, if only.. that day....

if only ..............