There's No Going Back

Twenty years it's been
Since you had to let me go.
Leave me to my own devices,
to fend for myself
to prove what I know.

You imparted all your wisdom,
gave me what you could.
Put my feet on the path I needed,
but how could you know
that it forked within the wood?

And I took the path less travelled,
though it was clear that it was wrong.
I mad some very bad decisions,
that we're mine, and mine to own.

For years I've wished I'd listened,
as I walked your hallowed halls,
and embraced what I was given,
in the years you called me yours.

If I could turn back the clock,
if I could turn back time,
I'd do it all again,
by the rules of your design.

Then maybe there'd be less regret,
and a lot less pain,
if I could just go back,
and be in high school again.


© 2013 Miz Angell