For every little thing
I have done wrongly
And for every other thing
I could have done greatly.
For the mistakes, I have made
And for the price of success, I haven’t paid.
For those steps, I've taken aback
And for not admiring the color black.
For the stands, I didn't take
And for spending my nights awake.
For not finding the reasons to smile
And for not being the fashion style.
for hiding my tearing face
and for holding onto that past phase.
for flushing out my pain
and for not becoming an insane.