Every night before I go to sleep I replay every mistake in my head
Hindsight is 20/20
All the should’ve, could’ve, would’ves on instant replay
What could I have done differently?
As if I had the power to change anything
Maybe if I was more of this or maybe if I was less of that
Maybe then you would’ve wanted me, maybe I could’ve made you stay
What was the right thing to say to stop you from walking away?
As if I had the power to change anything
I couldn’t change you, you couldn’t change me
Oh but I tried to change me
I twisted and contorted myself to try and fit into something that you could love
I bent myself into something I no longer recognized, someone I no longer was
It did not make you want me more, I could not be what you wanted
As if I had the power to change anything
Every night before I go to sleep I replay every mistake in my head
Hindsight is 20/20 but it changes nothing
As if I had the power to change anything
I loved this poem! I loved the format/repetition–it worked so well for this subject matter. You expressed that feeling so well, of pondering all the should have’s, and also the act of twisting oneself to be what the other person wants. Love the truth you expressed: “I bent myself into something I no longer recognized, someone I no longer was/
It did not make you want me more, I could not be what you wanted.” Excellent, profound poem. Thanks so much for sharing.