Too Late Poem by Kyle Lowback

It is too late to make new friends because
the weirdness is too much within and everybody
is driven away like the devil from the cross

It is too late to love again cause the mistakes
are already committed and nobody trusts
when you're around

So you drink up and eat up until you forget about the
tears; and you try and laugh at anything that's more stupid
than you; and then you drive yourself to ignorance like
an idiot in love with someone who sleeps around

And it is too late to come back and redo the things you
think you should

Funny how people give so little importance to anything
until it's gone

Maybe when you're gone people will miss you

Maybe