It Is My Time Now
I'm sorry for
hurting you,
sorry for not telling
You what you want to hear…
I'm sorry for not
missing you,
Promise to do that
in the next life...
I'm sorry for not
mentioning you
to my friends…
I'm sorry for not
saying your name in my sleep anymore
‘Cause, I'm still getting over the hurt,
the lies and frustrations,
You played your part,
you mastered the act...
Its my time now,
Its my time to shine,
Its my time to roll the dice,
Its my time to play the ace...
Let’s see you try
and rule my life,
I am in CONTROL!!
And you?
Well, you are just a distant memory...
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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