To realise and to regret

If I could say, if I could cry

If I could see I wasn’t alright

If I could be who I could be

And try not to see evolution of me

If I didn’t seal all there was to feel

If I didn’t kill a need to pause and heal

If I didn’t care so much about order

If I didn’t push boundaries further and further

If I didnt paint a sly world of fiction

If I had a dream atleast to be broken

I would’ve lived, I would’ve grown

I would’ve known the worth of what’s mine