Sometimes you can not win.
It’s like a cruel sin
To watch in interest as you see a want
But know it will turn into a haunt.
It doesn’t happen often, I swear
I normally don’t care
Rarely this occurs for me
It feels awful to want, selfish little me
I offered to not, it was too late
You made up your mind, my fate
This was like poison it seems
I’m sorry I want, it shouldn’t have happened.
Selfish little me