A lost moment
A lost minute goes by without any consideration.
A lost hour gives more frustration.
And when you realize you lost a whole day, just because you didn't act.
Only then we start to realize we did lose something in fact.
A second could go by without a change, but what if you look back in at a longer range?
What were you like back in your days?
It was then when you showed your real face.
Because in your eyes you could do everything.
A super job, a large house, happy family and around your finger a golden ring.
And now you have to confess in shame, that is not the one you became.
Because you didn't use the time that you got...
At least not in the way you thought.
And when you look at the old pictures on the shelf,
you wonder "where did I lose myself?"
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