be careful what you write
you never know who's reading
be careful what you say,
you never know who's listening
be careful what you do
you never know who'll find out
be careful what they know
you never know who's checking up on you
or maybe you do.
maybe these words are crafted for one reason,
for one person, for one mind.
maybe you know exactly what you're doing
who you're writing to, as an author,
you must know your audience
and I know some very well.
not a constant thing, but enough for me to notice you
if only it had gone differently
if only I had been better
if only.....but what's the use of looking to the past
hindsight is just like foresight, only without a future.
but with a mind that goes a mile a minute,
who can blame me for dwelling in the past once in a while
when my mind covers the future and the present
and still leaves room for more, i can't help but go over
and over the memories, good and bad
no regrets, but many wonders.
wondering what if this, or what about that.
mapping out the possibilities, both past and future.
all the while telling yourself you'll do better than that
but in reality, you won't do better,
you'll just fuck up in an all new way
make a different choice, but make a mess regardless.