The Lost Time

The Lost Time

 

On a bright morn, as I began to think; 

into my ocean of thoughts I slowly began to sink.

I remembered each moment with mother and father,

how they worked for me when I didn’t bother.

The teachers in my school used to tell me ways of life,

but I would always dream and dream all the time.

Now I have opportunities all coming my way, 

but I ‘m not happy and thus I begin my day.

Coz when all were busy learning ,

I was sitting and dreaming;

but now I greatly regret 

for the wasted time I cannot get.

Time is very precious,money cannot buy it;

but now it’s too late when I finally realized it.