Do not think that I wanted to turn out this way,

Do not think that I do not see my own flaws, and my mistakes.

I do.

More than anything I contemplate about,

And all the things I could have done better,

Or shouldn't have done at all.

But then I thought, why bother?

Sooner or later, we all have to let go.

No more hate, no more anger, no more regrets.