I sit and introspect.
The things I have let go.
Innocence is what I miss the most,
I couldn't notice it leaving though.
I don't regret what life did to me.
Cause life happens to us all, let it be.
I can just sympathize with it,
For having had to deal with me.
I shall forgive and will try to forget,
But would stay physically detached.
You would not be thrown into oblivion,
A once in a while cup of tea, is not that bad.
