Second Chance

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

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