Not Who I Could Be
I am but a fraction of who I could be,
or who i could have been,
all of this wasted potential and talent,
it could have been a win,
Instead I let myself waste away,
my skin went from thick to thin.
Only a few more things i can do now,
i can give up, or i can grin.
I will look life straight in the eyes,
stick my chest out, and destroy the lies.
I will do what I can do to keep going,
I'll try my hardest to avoid the cries.
I'll make the best of the life that i have,
and do everything to make it better,
because if life has taught me anything,
it's that it changes like the weather.
What is gone is gone, and nothing gold can stay,
all i can do is try my best,
and hope for a brighter day.
Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2018
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