Maybe what lies
ahead of us
still seems so blurry
because
we have yet
to wipe our tears.

Maybe what
hinders us
from moving
is 'cause
we have yet
to face our fears.

And maybe
what's stopping us
from being okay
is 'cause
we always


have yet to do

what we should
have done.

Because we think,
we always think,

we have yet to
find
the right moment

and
we have yet
to realize

that we're running out of time.