To learn that life, 'til now, has been a waste,
Which leads to pain, and a guilt about,
How you may have acted in haste,
But guard against lashing out,
In your anger at what you've become,
Just lick your wounds, and start to reflect,
In sad isolation,
Only then, can you start to see,
The only way to go is up,
You then can see who are your true loved ones,
And begin to create your own luck,
Then it will be alright,
The world you'll live in will be new,
With opportunities, not available,
In the one you started too soon.
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