It’s so funny how
That now when I look back
It’s with different eyes
It’s so funny how
That with my 20:20 retro vision
My life becomes a set of lies
Did I let my life pass me by?
Was fear of failure fear enough
And so no matter how I say goodbye
I know I didn’t give my best stuff
What could have, should have been
Simply rejected for normality
Now I look back to life as a teen
It’s with an increasing sense of finality
It’s so funny how
Now I really think about it
Dream, imagine and drool
It’s so funny how
Now I am able to act upon it
It seems as if I was just a young fool
I think my next book of poetry will be called Songs to put music to
It would be great if someone would do that…