Regret is Coming: A Warning to the Youth

I find myself envious of the students around me

Blissfully unaware of the mistakes they’ll undoubtedly make

Ignorant to both life's wonder and tragedies

Regret is a potion strong enough for the dead to wake

There is no taste bitter than the first regret

It often comes after a long night

Like a stranger who offers you a cigarette

But is in need of a light

Regret will always be accompanied by some greater thing

It will hold the door for love, happiness, and joy

It lets them go first, only to enhance its own sting

Regret does not discriminate, it attaches to both girls and boys

It is mans own time machine

A glimpse into what could have been

Replaying the scenarios again and again

If you’re not careful you’ll surely get stuck

And that’s when it whispers

Thoughts hit you like a mac-truck

It hurts me to think that we all share this fate

So I urge the students

Give life everything you have

Because you never know when it will be too late