Is this the life I was meant to live?
Is it supposed to be like this?
Who's to say it couldn't have been
Could I have invented a machine that revolutionized science?
Or become a symbol for tolerance,
and inspired a social movement?
has the potential for greatness-
is my future predispositioned?
Or can I derail from the track
and live with each decision?
If If If
So preoccupied with what could have been,
I'm blowing my only opportunity
to live in the present.
So afraid of my future,
I've become self destructive
towards my dreams and aspirations.