Wasted Years

When I was young, I had a dream and saw life in a different perspective. I saw life as a park, where I could just come, play and go. I thought time was slow so I slacked and relaxed. I had a dream but kept it inside saying to myself, "there´s still time". I played all day and slept all night. I even forgot to pray and ask God to show me the right path. And then I woke up the next morning, Wow!!! I´m twenty-five. Wow!!! I´m no longer a baby. I´m now living my own life and living my life includes pursuing my dreams which I have left to rotten. I pick them up now and all I pick is nothing cause I left them to sour. I start from the scratch when my mates are giving theirs finishing touches. My dreams I start to patch when my mates are receiving honorary badges. And then I realized my time wasn´t frozen but was moving as I was breathing. It´s funny how life turns out to be when you´re no longer a baby with little mentality.