How Else Would I Be

Countless mindless actions have I been involved in
Undermining the outcomes that could've been

Fear of the past is what I seem to feel these days
Now for they are only just this and much with haze

If there are things to which I shouldn't be so proud
Then for all to hear I say I am sorry I scream it aloud

Only wanting for my loved ones to praise for my life
Not just to be disappointed nor only see my strife

If this were all that I could leave behind for any to see
I'd not be able to take the awful glare of the world aimed at me

When I looked back at the accomplishments of my life of late
Honestly now I no longer have regret nor keep only hate

If this be thanks to what sadness I've endured at the hands of any or all
Them crumble proudly I would, then get up dust off and stand even more tall