May 1st I’ll get you
Have you ever had one of those moments,
When you did something
That you knew, just knew, that you shouldn’t?
But; well, things just overtook you.
And it didn’t really mean anything;
No, not really.
But, you let it happen, you didn’t fight.
Such consequences there might
And you knew that it wasn’t right..
Then there is control.
I often wonder if that is the difference
Between those that cross the line.
When right becomes wrong.
Or from weakness becomes strong.
Control.
There is a frisson, a moment
When you know you can,
And you hesitate,
And don’t.
You have control.
And you know what is right.
But in your mind
You might wonder what it would have been
If you had.
No regrets.
But such a long time, many years later.
Looking back, you think… what if…
I imagine and I dream… and, yes, fantasise,
What could have been.
Is that bad of me?
I have
Always strived to be a good person
And I have succeeded. Always.
But, in my mind, I am not. Always.
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