Life of regret

I could burst out laughing; I could rust out longing,
Feels like my head might pop, if I don’t stop these endless thought.

I am in this state of disgrace; feeling cold, tired and regret,
I am not the soul I once sought; Only if I could become the thoughts I once thought.

I was known; life was to be short; I was told to make it to shore,
Yet I was sold and my hopes undone; Only if I followed my heart.