though i feel i should
though i think i need to
though i suppose i would
i didnt spill the milk
but i let it flow down the sink
it was all in my hands
and i chose to ignore
it's a waste
i've always known that
yet i still consume the bitter taste
of disappointment and regret
at the end of the day
i cant do anything
except to watch the milky stains
gone
i must repent
i need to react
i should correct my mistakes
now
but im not sure if i ever will
think again.
Monday – 23 May 2005
mind you,but this pic has nothing to do with the poem.
me
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