I’ve come to realize that I’ve been lying to myself and everybody else around me. “Life is to short to go through it regretfully, I don’t have any regrets in life.” If I don’t regret, I don’t learn. The regrets will just be perpetual, then just adding to the list of regrets I refuse to acknowledge as regrets because I just can’t swallow my pride. Then that’s just where ignorance kicks in. A regret is an emotion that I am unable to control, once its there, its there. There’s no taking it back. There’s no “Sorry” to make it feel better. And with this feeling of not being able to control this repentance, I lie to myself and everybody else, and mentally suppress it just to have that pseudo high of being in control of myself again. I have many regrets. And until I can acknowledge their purpose, accept them, and learn its lessons. I feel I will never live life properly and grow out of this mind set of immaturity. I owe it to myself. Life is to short to go through it regretfully, but life is just a waste repeating the same mistakes and never growing. P.S. I've learned the hard way that a city can change and have different faces, but unless I change. Things will stay the same and I’ll just be forever playing a game of cat and mouse. Until life catches up and eats me.