Regret Poem by Avery Eglantine

I regret mine plea for freedom
For I ain't oppressed nor detained
I might've need more wisdom
For I'm naive, indeed! too lame

't'ad ne'er fade, mine thralldom
Here within was the same

Yet there has ne'er a time
which I felt no lonely
Nor a moment I felt
I'm livin' completely

For the apple though I always see
yet I am ne'er satisfied virtually

A question exist that challenges mine sanity:
Will you still be with me
after I left you cold under the rain?
or have you planted grudge o'er me
after I let you alone felt the
pain?