Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
Maybe too late or maybe too early,
That everything that happens in our lives,
Good or bad, happens for a reason.
Maybe with too much pain being naive,
That I can never get to the small or big things,
If they never belong to me.
That sometimes I have
To take advantage of the moment,
Because some moments can not be relived,
No matter how many times we try it.
I have learned a different measure
Of time than they initially told me,
And I try to see the world
With different eyes that I hide it in my soul.