Though
I thought it would be different
This time,
I'm too late to notice
It's all the same.
Happening
Over and over
A neverending cycle
That never ends
The way I always wished
It would.
Maybe
I should stop trying...
To make things work out
Maybe
I should stop trying...
To do what others want
Me to do
When it's not
What I want to do.
All to late
To see it all
Slipping Away.