Wasted Talent

I figured it was worth a shot

Everyone deserves a second chance

But what happens when you lose count

When 2nd become 3rd and 4th

And soon you realize you lost youself in chances

That being a 'good person' only hurt you in the end

Nice guy's finish last

And when you cross the line

Your arms raised above your head as you swallow air

You look around and no one's there

And you cry alone because no one cares

You feel defeated because you put yourself out there

You made yourself vulnerable to your own fears

Just to find that failure is something you had done to yourself

Because the saddest thing is wasted talent