I am Yuyanda

The only thing I regret is being myself That senseless scent of self. A familiar smell to the nose It lingers, it comes and goes. Shaking my head with regret A mind to a devil's pet, Trained for breaking heads. You can't run away from yourself I did something... My soul knows it doesn't belong My regret confirms it to be wrong. Face reality with change And embrace the pain Pick up what remains And start over again. So go ahead, Shake your head in regret A mind to a devil's pet. Go ahead