I wish it wasn't this late
then maybe I could get some things done
Time rushes by me everyday
and my life so far I cant explain
Things always pass me by and I just stand there idly remembering something that has never been
feel time run through me unaware that I cry out for something different, something more
Then I slowly begin to realize that maybe time hasnâ??t betrayed me
I am just not good enough, my insides aren't sufficient
I don't have it inside me to be another
Better
Or
worthy.
