Regrets, what ifs
If it’s not meant to be, then it’s not
I didn’t mean to say it
No turning or looking back
No more exception
Past is never present
No need to say something
No more, nothing is right, and left
Wake up in your reverie
Get away from lies
Forgive and feel
Stop thinking
Someone is coming
Smile, laugh, then cry
Stand still, step forward
Move a little, run slowly
