Don't Tell Me I Didn't Miss Out

My swollen belly teaming with life a life for a life a life not yet lived a life not yet born Drinking till dawn or waking at dawn both praying to the porcelain God Uncontrollable dancing and laughter losing oneself to the madness of childhood or of wild oats? Regret of a night in a strangers arms? Regret of a night that never will be Regret for the regret I feel when I look into their eyes Watching you live hurts telling you so is shameful. Guilty of wishing for what I choose to reject. You say I didn't miss out? I say I only got half of the experience. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_2rrxONlLo