It's Too Late
I've finally hit the time of my life
When I can understand where I have gone wrong-
Though I am much too young to understand the things I've done right.
It is the age of the unforgiving;
And, though I understand how it works,
other don't- So I sit here with my new philosophy and ponder the life I've lived.
All knowing that if today were my last day,
Tomorrow would be too late.
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