Missed Opportunities

All you do is play the blame game, 

All the missed opportunities?

Someone else's fault,

The lost loves?

That was their problem,

Never yours,

Always someone else's mistake,

They didn't know the right way to go.

Now you look back,

You think to yourself,

Maybe it was you,

You were filled with cowardice.

You chose not to jump,

You were frightened of heights,

Now all you do is obsess about all the things that have now drifted out of sight.

© 2017 MK AC Nevin-Crooks

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