I wonder every day is it’s too late,

I get the shakes in my boots,

I’m terrified

I’m nervous

I’m irate

Shiver me timbers,

“Did I realize too late?“

I think about it every time I wake up,

Every time I sleep,

“Focus on the now” they tell me

Don’t rewind or fast forward trying to see what’s on next week or next year,

I’ve got a plan I must adhere to I need to know

“Stop it with the regrets. “

What if that is all that gets me through to the other side,

My drive purely fueled by fear and anger, the only nostalgia I get is by cracking my neck 90 degrees to look at how much farther I could’ve been

I’m lacking the distance I could’ve gone

I’m missing the days I wasted so long departed from me now, I can barely remember them I long for the days I threw away, partying and holding hands

Kissing a girl for the first time,

The days I wasted falling in love, the months gone and past never falling out of it

I ask myself If I spent all my days like dollars in a claw machine is it too late to get a refund

I’m not asking for much all I want is a rerun

Give my life some new actors and better special effects

Increase my budget, change the genre enough drama I want an action lets be cool, let me save and load back

So, I can get the basics down in grade school

Let me have some ambition in kindergarten

Let me know the path ahead of me I could adhere to

I promise you God I’ll never look back again just send me to the beginning or let me know already if it’s, Too Late.