Today
Sometimes it seems I'm living in
Mistakes of years gone by
I get a panoramic view
Of things I never tried
For each dumb thing, I've done it twice
And I am twice the fool
I've taken half the good advise
And followed half the rules
But everybody has the past
Still gleaming in their eyes
And everyone would try again
If they could press rewind
Somehow we only bit our tongues
When all the words were spoken
Somehow it hurts to trace a scar
More then a wound that's open
As moments come, and decades go
Sometimes we see just half
While half of every waking thought
Is buried in the past
Among the ashes of the clock
We're charred until we say
It isn't what I've done that counts
It's what I'll do today
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2011
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