Never The Same

Freshman year, didn’t have a care

Played for the love of the game

Now I look back to a time I can’t get back

It will never be the same

Under scrutiny I had my opportunity

But I chose not to put in the work

I didn’t get far–I missed the bar

Feel like an underachieving jerk

There is no rewind that I can find

A Yearbook that shows what could have been

And I learned that I got burned

By little effort and much chagrin

I still dote, while I sit with the remote

Watching others put it all into the game

I sat out the dance and missed my chance

I bailed-I failed and it will never be the same

Author Notes: Story of missed opportunity, unfulfilled potential.