Have you ever had an opportunity arise?
Yet you did not have the courage to reach out and grab it?
For days post you did despise,
Thynself for not having the sheer grit?
That happened to I recently,
Oh I regret it though.
I declined out of sheer decency,
I wish it was not so.
For the opportunity I had, had been a dream for long,
It was that same, the same of that dirty little song.
Though I turned it away, avast I was wrong,
I had the chance, to lay myself where I belong.
Perhaps I perch myself too highly,
On this podeum of life,
Like an ornate little piece, perhaps I act too shyly,
Alas, I tell thee of my regret, this reminiscence existant of my strife.
Yet you did not have the courage to reach out and grab it?
For days post you did despise,
Thynself for not having the sheer grit?
That happened to I recently,
Oh I regret it though.
I declined out of sheer decency,
I wish it was not so.
For the opportunity I had, had been a dream for long,
It was that same, the same of that dirty little song.
Though I turned it away, avast I was wrong,
I had the chance, to lay myself where I belong.
Perhaps I perch myself too highly,
On this podeum of life,
Like an ornate little piece, perhaps I act too shyly,
Alas, I tell thee of my regret, this reminiscence existant of my strife.
