by Tina Marie Holt
Traveling along the course of life.
I struggle upon and try to pass.
I have failed and it's too late.
Waiting for my knight in shining armor.
Letting my dreams take me away.
Love has been offered to me and I won't let it stay,
and now it's too late.
Being a friend and giving advice.
Listening, but it feels like hell, because I can't do more.
My friend's mind and life has been slain,
and I'm too late.
Life is just one gigantic deadline,
and love is just another date
since now I know I've been too late.