Infinite thoughts everyday
But very few are spoken
So many things to say
But the mouthpiece
Seems broken
Because
Saying some of those things
Have repercussions
That you might not
Be ready for
That's why we procrastinate
Because the outcome
Seems unsure
Why spoil a good thing
Why take the risk
So we stay silent
And let the world
Go on
As it was
And then when time passes
We look back at that lost time
That wasted opportunity
And think
And then repent
That maybe
Things would have been better
And prettier
Had you just
Been upfront
Yes, things could have
Also
Gone different
Maybe not in your favor
But alas
You'll never know
;
So just remember
That whenever
Such an opportunity
Does turn up
Maybe go for it
And find out
Or
Forever hold your peace