You live for the future, yet you see threw the past.
And though you don't want them, the memories last.
It resides in your soul even as you grow old.
With each passing thought, all the pain present to behold.
Never looking back, that descision you regret
You hate yourself now, for in time it is set.
Your mind it holds the answer, you can see it within sight
But you fail to act upon it because of some miniscule little fright
Dominating your thoughts, you mind in an epic debate
You waste your time wondering if it is already too late
Your previous actions appear to be set in stone
You never even realized that your life is your own
Until it is over, your life is not complete,
So don't just sit there in loss, accepting this defeat.