A realization passed me by
Long after its needed time
I lost the only chance I had
In a previous life I thought
Had so little bearing on me.
Those days felt out of control
Beyond my power to sculpt.
My time there was spent alone
Allowing myself to fade away.
The days that I thought I hated
Would be what struck me so much
I know I missed a chance at something
Though, at what, I can never be sure.
I allowed people to see a false image
Of myself to be detested forever
It didn’t take much until I was lost
Beyond any chance of redemption.
I won’t remember how it started
But I do remember how I was trapped
Filling a role of glorified insignificance.
I thought I was filling the needed part
In memory I will become a ghost.