I can't stop
I can't stop crying and wishing I was someone else.
In another body,
Had another soul,
Lived another life.
What wouldn't I give to wake up in the mornings and not have instant regret-
Regret that I have been alive much longer than I anticipated,
Longer than I had hoped.
I can't stop replaying every memory in my mind and wishing for another ending-
A chance to turn back the cruel hands of time that seem to be chasing after me but not in the way I hoped.
Im running to what looks like an exit sign but instead its another dead end-
Sadly not for me.
I turn and there's another path to go down,
Another route to race through and hope it leads to be a better beginning than the one I last had.
How many times can a person try to start over until they're out of turns?
Where should a person go when they don't think they're where they are meant to be?
What should a person do to finally be free?
Who would I rather be?
When is the right time to take the leap and pray you'll land on your feet?
Why-
Why can't I just be happy?
