A gnat buzzed by my ear
Whispering bitter words and sowing distrust
I listened to the little gnat who fed on my fear
Its words now burn like a knife thrust.

How was I to know this was a dangerous affair
That the little gnat would cause so much trouble
When it seemed so harmless, just flying there
But I pick up the pieces of my life, everything I am in the rubble

I never should have trusted that gnat whose face have I hated
How was I to know something so small
Could ruin the perfect façade I created
As its words tore through my wall

Mama told me never to listen to the gnats
Who naw into all the skin they can find
Mama and I don’t talk much, especially after our spats
‘Cause now I’m living with a broken mind

“Regrets do nothing for nobody”


An old man told me one day

His words feel true as I stand hopelessly
Since regrets are the only thing; everybody else turned away

I could write a novel with my mistakes
Even if the same story repeats
Until it was too late, I never learned what was at stake
The gnat was all too delighted to hover as I sat alone in the streets

Now I stumble about my little home
With nothing but the gnat for company
I should have never been left to roam
But now all I am left with is a gnat for company