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My tale is of one of wasted youth

My tale is of one of wasted youth.

Of stupid mistakes as well to boot.

Of love requite that I let go and knowing that I have nothing to show.

Of being hesitant when I should have been bold.  By sticking two fingers up the establishment and braking the mold.

By taking a chance and going for it but, now I just feel like a useless shit.

I could have, I would have, I should have but, never did try. Have I kissed my last chance goodbye?

I never could tell a smile from a frown.  Now I feel from here on in, everything is only down.

Maybe one day i'll get myself a spine and stop myself from this constant whine.

I need to bold, rather than cold and stop telling myself that i am to old.

Maybe then I will see, that I can attract she and the one with the problem is me.