Green

So many missed opportunities.
The world passes you by
And you're left with nothing
But the memories
And the knowledge of what you could have been.
And you're left in the cold
Trying to pick up
Just where you left off.
But the time has passed on.
It's too late to hold on
To the things that you lost.
And you're left in the rain
With your hands full of mud
Trying to build dreams from shit.