re-write all the wrongs and erase a few
create a new person, publish a whole new story
so as to white out the criminal presenting this poetry
in all glory I'd act out a different life story in sync
and test every new chapter first with invisible ink
avoiding all the brinks of past sinking ships
clip my nails clean, avoid fingerprint on each page strip
do over the mistakes, take no break with my work
watching creeping shadows where marginless indents lurk
Father Chrono waits for non but if I could make a deal with him
I'd go back in time and present to 'HER' how I felt within
rather than have it concealed under a dry disguise
letting her wet her eyes, I freezed those tears by shooting by
and not making a shot, I have a lot to say
now that it's too late I clean my plate and walk away
with a piece of heartache
I look uncaring but inside I wish I took the cake
I shot myself in the foot
didn't connect my shots with you and now look!
the connection's broken, taken by some meddling stranger
why'd he had to intervene and break my signal with her?
I was geting over myself and everyone else
and when finally prepared you took her away and left
If I could turn back time I'd bite my lips from past words
and keep that sword of a tongue from all things absurd
then my mouth wouldn't be in the gutter like it is now
my records of mental delinquincy, crimes both written and unnanounced
would be gone as I scrap and tear up the felonies
that has me locked up in this unfortunate destiny
seemingly destined to be always around the enemies
"Lord Forgive" if I could go back
I'd be able to at least keep track
of how much times I requested that from you
looking on my life's bible I wonder if you feel the shame I feel too
when you must write so much flaws
something you're not accustomed to
in a dusty pale old book all so big and bold
where you can instead just go and enjoy streets of gold
you'd forbid me to but you'd be happier if I could turn back time
so much I would do
erase all the wrongs maybe leave a few
for me and you to discuss after my lifetime's done
either that or I'd abort my opening chapter
Mom would have no son
then I'd have no alpha
but my omega would prevent all falters and wrongs
