I watch from across the room as life flashes before my eyes
Opportunities slipping through my fingers
Chances that I was too afraid to take snatched up by someone much braver
Braver than
Bolder than
Better than
I am as low as I choose to go
How long I halt my progress is a process that only I know the length to
If I fail, I am the fault
But if I succeed I am to get on my knees
And pray to Thee who supposedly helped me become
I own nothing but my failure
So failing is all that I’ve done