Wretchedness comes out into the open,
As I get blinded by the road I am following.
The vivid past that time has snatched from me,
For I had never realized its utter importance!
The days when I had laughed the hardest,
The moments when I had the real friends.
All those memories keep distracting me,
And I keep suffering at my present!
I count myself as unlucky now,
For the lonely time I am having.
I dint use to count myself as lucky then,
When I had, perhaps, my best days of vitality!
I long for the past as I regret living in this present,
My goal should be focused on the future now, however.
But sigh! This is the gloomy gray turn,
My life has, unintentionally, taken!