Waste

This is my
Diary of broken dreams
A monument over me
Page after page
Twists my mind with grief
What I should but never did
How could I ever be so wrong?

Crucified, upon an empty sandglass
My life is gone, I am none
Sentence to mediocraty
Sentence by myself

Forgotten, forsaken
Frustrated
When nothing
More remains
Forgotten, forsaken, wasted
I am in vain

I had a life I had a dream
Places to go where I'd never been
Visions so brutally ruined
`Cos I didn't dare to try

Forgotten, forsaken
Frustrated
When nothing
More remains
Forgotten, forsaken, wasted
I am in vain
Am I in vain?
Wasted, broken, trying
People spend their life
Regretting the things
They never did
All those times they turned away
Was yet another
Dream unfullfilled

What I should I never did
How could I be so wrong?
How could I be so wrong?
Was I ever right?