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Any Regrets?

Ever regret opening up
And letting your
Guards down?
For the people 
Who showed you,
They cared,
But you found later,
About their judgments?

 Ever regret showing honesty
To the ones
Who deserved nothing,
But you showed them,
The best of you and them?

 Ever regret doing good
And later on
Get to hear,
That you did it
To feel better
And less lonely?

 Ever regret letting someone see
Your bare soul
Who was just curious
And intrigued,
But never truly
Bothered?

 Ever regret telling the truth
And getting to hear
That you wanted attention,
When actually you didn't even
Start the conversation?

 Ever regret feeling hurt
Because of being told
That you are selfish,
For behaving so?

 Ever regret questioning 
the wrong ones,
Cause you already
Knew the answers?

 Ever regret staying back
And caring much,
When you were supposed
To leave
And get out of touch?

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