Thoughts

Before I sleep, my mind starts to wander.
Before I sleep, I start to wonder
Could I have said something else during that fight?
Should I have been a coward and hit with all my might?

If I could go back, would I change a thing?
If I could go back, would I swing?
If I was there, would she have died?
If I was there, I would have cried.

I can't turn back the clock,
and I can't go back in time.
But I can be here rite now,
and make a difference, now I know how.

Next time, I'll stay calm.
Next time, I won't cry.
Next time, I might swing.
Next time, I won't be fine.