Shattered dreams dance
behind my eyes,
the fading visions of
who I could have been,
if I ever tried.
...
They hold me in place,
as I try not to cry,
because I could
have been someone
if I ever tried.
...
The endless possibilities
that could have existed,
they could have been mine,
if I ever tried.
...
If I did something with my life,
would there be a legacy to
keep me alive?
...
If I kept my head up,
because instead of
walking through life,
I let life walk right through me.
...
I was too blind to see
the changes that
were happening
right in front of my eyes.
...
I should have tried,
but now it's too late,
to pick up the pieces,
and try to sort through them.
To find where I went wrong,
to know what I did right.
...
I might as well walk through a maze,
with no map to lead the way,
as I tumble over my own feet,
as I try to blindly find my way in this world.
...
I've thrown my life away,
that's all I can say,
and there's no going back,
or time left to change.
...
Now all I can do is try to survive,
as I live a life I no longer want,
and wait for night to fall,
so I can close my eyes,
and dream of the life
that could have been mine,
if I ever tried.
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