It's Not Too Late

Sitting here wondering, and not knowing why,
I changed my mind, as I started to cry,

Feelings of reason, and a timeless deed,
Engulfs my horizon, and writes my creed

Disunite the life, I thought I'd live
Only having memories, and love to give

Eventful chances, I have seemed to miss
Keeps me grounded, feeling no bliss

Looking for a niche, to feel delightful
Trying to fit in, and not feel so trifle

Knowing now, what I could of became
Tears at me, and fuels my shame

Hoping for another chance, I cannot do
Too much fear, of failing that one too

So I sit back, and ride my fate
Telling myself, it's not too late

MAD 2009

I feel as though you have unleashed what has been waiting to be said, a gift to allow to be heard.
You have a way about you that flows, very nicely.