Regret is a bitch

If I could take it all back I would 
Regret has wounded me 
I've done some unexplainable fucked up shit in my days 
And I can't take anything back 
If I learned something 
I wouldn't be disfigured right 
Wrong 
I'm a fucked up mess 
Not just because of regret 
Life picked me up to just drop me so many fucking times 
To many fucking times 
Not on my feet either
My hands still feel the sting
The invisible scars I feel 
And the ordinary eye never really sees 
How could they behind my smile 
I can feel them though 
And I see them taking me away slowly every single day