Wasted time is my biggest regret, time spent in places I’ll never forget.
Just sitting and thinking about things I’ve done, the crying, the laughing, the hurt and fun.
Now its just me and my hard driven guilt.
Behind a wall of emotions I’ve allowed to be built.
The chase is now over with nowhere to hide.
Everything is gone along with my pride.
With reality suddenly right in my face.
I’m scared, all alone stuck in this awful place.
Now memories of the past flash through my head.
The pain is obvious by the tears that I shed.
I ask myself why and where I went wrong.
I guess I was weak when I should have been strong
Living for “the Bad” and things I’ve always known.
My feelings were hidden and ashamed to be shown.
As I look at the past I thought it was so fast and cool.
When actually I was acting like nothing but a fool.
I’m getting too old for this tiresome game.
Of acting all hard with no sense of shame.
Its time that I get on with my life.
Of fulfilling my dreams and everything nice.
What a future will hold I really don’t know.
But the years I’ve wasted are starting to show.
I look for a time when I can get a new start.
To manifest the dreams I hold in my heart.
I pray I can make it at least I have to try.
To live out my dreams until the day that I die.
This is “Wasted Time” at its finest can’t you see.
Utilize this poem for you by me.
