It is easy
To now ask myself
“What is the most noble thing to do?”
When so much
Has already been lost
I wonder
What my life
Would’ve been
Had I asked myself that question
And used it to make decisions
As soon as I could have
I assume
I would’ve fought to pursue music
Harder
Having always been so sure
That it was my gift
To repay
But I could’ve also
Done more
For my parents
Even though I’ve had little
Maybe we could’ve made happy memories
Maybe my dad’s bitterness
Would’ve melted away
Maybe
Just living together
On simple means
My cooking for them every day
We’d’ve been happy
They’d’ve been healthier
I can’t help but think
That the life I chose
Has been the version
Where I chose
EVERY
Bad decision
Save for my dog
My mum
And my music