Misopportunities, how they haunt the mind,
Those chances that we let slip through our grasp,
Regretful thoughts, a burden left behind,
Our hearts in sorrow, drowning in the past.

The roads untraveled, dreams left unfulfilled,
The words unspoken, love we did not show,
The chances missed, our fears left unchilled,
A life half-lived, with so much left to grow.

The clock ticks on, our time is not endless,
The future calls, a new day, a new chance,
To seize the day, and make it our own quest,
To rise above, and take the lead in the dance.

So let us not dwell on what might have been,
But seize the day, and start anew again.