Ocean Of Regret Poem by Jonas Goncalves

Everyone lies like I lie.
Everyone feels what I feel.
But no one sees what I see...

I was born so sure
that nothing would change my future
to the point of quitting that desire.

I was born someone poetic,
and for being so synthetic,
I couldn't rhyme in a flash.

I cried in an ocean
all the regret of a year.
And now, of boredom I yawn.

I was born from sea,
however, I never made it my home.
I preferred to live in any village.

I was born like this
without fear of going to the end.
Sad even I pant.

My phrases are good,
because they don't have me anymore.
Oh I lost even shame!