I’m not happy
I’m not okay
I’m stressed and I’m depressed
Time is the one thing I have wasted, day after day
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Big plans, big dreams
Still plans, still dreams
No matter how hard I’ve worked on them
It feels I’m no closer to any of these things
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I can see where I went wrong through the years
The wrong decisions that ended in tears
If i was able to step back in time
I’d easily be able to correct what went wrong
At least that’s what my heart believes
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But such a luxury is afforded to none
From the beggar on the street to the billionaire living in a penthouse suite
There is no one that you could possibly meet, no one you will ever know
That will be able to have a second go
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So it’s the next best thing
To dust yourself down as much as you can
And allow yourself a second chance right where you stand
©Rob Spencer, 2024