I spill salty tears
with my heart
thump- thumping,
thinking about
life and what
could’ve been-
would’ve been
if I had stood up
for my life,
for my ways,
for my reasons-
but I didn’t
so hear I am
with my heart
thump thumpin.

I was warned
not to press “replay”
but my mind
said hey’
just press it anyways.

If I could-
I would
be the “play” button
to your actions
wanting to tell you
what to say,
how to walk,
how to talk,
how to make
you say what I
wanted you to say,
so I could say my lines
like I’ve been rehearsing
more than only just a day.

Then I’d make you regret
fooling with my mind,
making me blind
to all the possibilities
I had left behind.
so I waste
my time,
and put you in
a rhyme
but it doesn’t matter
cuz’ you’re
too busy to care
too “manly” to think,
and too immature
to put on some big- boy pants
and simply just listen,
oh wait I’m sorry,
you’re too busy missin’
all that I have to say
I guess my words are nothing,
and your video games sumthin’
more important
than my words-
and what I have to say
you might as well just shove me away
But hey, it’s ok cuz
you’re not worth my time of day.

If I could-
I would
control the “stop” button
to your words
and put an end
to it all,
like it shoud’ve
happened a while back
but I was too flustered
to make sense of it all.

If I could,
I would turn your
words to mute
and press my life to “play”
and then I’d walk away.

If only I could’ve
then I totally would’ve
and I would’ve known
not to press “replay.”