Regrets

I chose the wild road to run
I thought to stray away was fun
So I turn a deaf ear to my father's call
I thought my mother was old fashion after all
So I threw tantrums back at her

At sixteen, I thought I knew better
I knew the answer to all life questions
Only to find out later
I do not even understand the matter

Self-knowledge comes with time
Sometimes too late
By the time I knew who I'm
I was no longer in my prime

I have become such a jackass
Fallen from grace to grass
Living a fast life that slow me down
And paying the price at high cost

Am tired, O my God! Am tired
Am tired of living an empty life
But what can I do now