life is too short
to spend it dreaming,
hoping for something
you knew all the while
will never be yours
it is too fragile
to waste drunken
with endless what if's
and what could've been's
to focus on the past
and disregard the present
do not be too short sighted
to overlook the obvious,
it is but lovely
to bathe in the glow
of the simple things
than to chase the complicated,
than to run after
what's so out of reach
you'll grow too tired
to even enjoy
what has always been in front of you

i am known for being too careful,
for once i am tempted
to be reckless,
throw caution to the wind,
cease the moment
that it may linger
and not just pass by me,
i am so tired
of watching in the sidelines
quietly looking on
as i patiently await my turn,
for my name to finally be called,
it won't, not if i just stay right here

so i'm moving forward,
walking away from all
that have hindered me
leaving behind what i always
thought i needed, wanted
i have to. . .

life is too fleeting
to waste away wishing