Just BE?

Regret screams through like a train
Looking back on life with many whys
Rather than wows
What should you be
When you won’t allow yourself
To just be
Regret speeds through
I wonder when did I stop
Liking myself and accepting
These half emotions in my life
Some days emotion overwelhms
And others barely radar
Regret sails through
This life is not unexamined
It has been disected and picked over
So it must be worth living
What are the regrets for
Places that I should be
Persons that I should be
Reasons that I should be
Why can’t I just be?

Also written in Palm Springs - too many Margarita's in the hot tub made me crazy, and turned my skin into mush.