I'm disappointed with who I was and who I'm now
I'm disappointed with my decisions, decisions that could be different but I blinded myself.
I'm disappointed with the feelings that I allowed in my heart and are destroying me, with the coldness of karma, the aggression of fate and the hate of cupid.
I could have chose better options, I could have prevent feelings
but as a big masochist I preferred to feel even though I don't deserve none of that back. I'm disappointed with myself, with my life.
