20 September 2012
Clouds of regret That sit above your head change all too frequently
Moving from depressing grey to an okay white in just a minute's time
Those glossy sad eyes I always see never stayed the same for me
They Never thought to fix the pain,
Never kept with a constant remedy
Never kept strong in the midst of all the wrong, thus always ending in shame.
Clouds Of Regret • Opuss № I