It's Far Too Late For That...

I stand and dictate this, pacing the room.
Thinking how curious it is to be here.
Intoxicated with anger, curiosity and fear.
Dreaming of things I shall one day achieve.

This uphill struggle is growing quite hard.
Trying in vain to do what is right.
Laughing at those who put up a fight,
D’you think they’ll see what I try to be?

And yet… behind these eyes from which I see…
I see the world full of misery.
I fear I will not do my best.
I’ll let them all down.
I’ll fail again.
The ones I loved most
Both gone far away,
Left on my own to find my own way.
And so I chose my own path.
Chose to ignore those tiny voices
Assuring me I’m insane.
‘Not normal.’

Good.
I don’t want to be like them.
Perhaps this time I’ll do it right.
Or perhaps I’ll fail again.
Just like the last time…
And the time before that.

But determination will drive me on.
Marching me to the victory I WILL deserve.
Others can judge me how they want.
But my eye is on my goal.

You can’t stop me now.

It’s far too late for that.