So Many

So many ideas, floating out of reach.

So many words, never to be given speech.

So many concepts, waiting there forever.

So many chances, if I was just more clever.

So many times, I’ve just rolled out with the tide.

So many people, I’ve cast, unknowingly, to the side.

So many outlets, if I only had the confidence.

So many rejections I’ve avoided, the natural consequence.

So many losses, not many wins.

So many walks, not many spins.

So many doubts, filling my mind.

So many days, I must have been blind.

So…

So…

So…

So many new days ahead.