I would often reflect in my alone time
Asking myself where in the world
Could I have gone wrong
In my past life or in this lifetime
I would look back and believe
I have always been
Choosing the right choices
The good if not the better ones
And yet I don’t feel the fulfilment of it
Sometimes I would tell myself
I should have chosen the wrong choices
Maybe things would have been different
But worse could have happened
I may have not finished school
I may have not gotten myself a decent job
But what if it was better
I don’t know I don’t know
Or maybe I was just confused
Or perhaps a little lost
Or possibly I’m too afraid
To take risk and fail in a way
These are stereotypical phrases in a story
Of someone who knows nothing
Other than just being a face in the crowd
