Late Night Regrets

This Page We Share

This Page called Facebook

Is more than a way

To reconnect with friends

Or pass the time away

It is a place where things are said

And some may feel regret

From feeling too good and saying things they never should

Now they can’t forget

That post they thought was cool

Maybe witty and quite risky

Was not the perfect way

To say I’m feeling frisky

Oh, it happens coming home

From a club or hopping bar

When the night to you is young

And the keyboard isn’t far

 under inebriation

We tap, type, and giggle

We think we are oh so clever

As in our seat we wiggle

Anxious to hit “Post”

But not yet, it isn’t done

In time you will soon discover

That with the rising sun

You never meant to say

The things so many saw

The person you hide so well

That is unhinged and very raw

Delete the post you must

However, the views you cannot break

Of this posting you now see

As an embarrassing mistake