Sometimes it Can be Too Late

I wish I'd felt the ocean
rushing over my feet.
I wish I'd felt the breeze
overtop a mountain's peak.

I wish I'd said: "hello"
to the girl that had no friends;
or spoken to that boy
who had a million split-ends.

I wish I'd told someone
how I really felt,
about the world changing around me,
and ther terrible ways I dealt.

I wish someone cared for me,
so I could have loved back;
but I played life too safe,
confidence was what I lacked.

I wish I had sung more,
or danced without a care.
I wish I'd learnt to play the guitar,
or taught how to share.

I wish I'd rode that coaster;
the one that scared me so much.
I wish I'd went outside more,
or learned to jump double-dutch.

I wished I was someone else,
someone who got more respect.
I couldn't take it any longer.
I held too much regret.