Sometimes I like to just sit and think, of times of all kind. Good and bad, thats if I can find a happy memory. Most of what I think about is my mistakes, how different my life would be if I could have just stoped myself. I think, "Why didn't I wait?" or "What was I thinking?". My life would be so different I bet. If I didn't embarass myself like I always do maybe I wouldn't get so picked on. If I didn't get picked on I wouldn't be so depressed. If I wasn't depressed I wouldn't be such a shame, such a burden on others. Maybe they wouldn't avoid me, then I would have friends. Everything would be so differnet if I hadn't made a mistake. Theres one mistake I'll never be able to take back, the day I lost my loved one for good.
And I'll never get another chance.