Gone Mental

 My restless mind has lost its way,
Chasing dreams that fade away.
I question every step I take,
And fear each choice I dare to make.

What I truly wanted, I never tried;
Behind my fears, I chose to hide.
What I achieved now feels so small,
Leaving regrets to answer my call.

Daydreams build a painted sky,
While real moments pass me by.
Will I ever smile without pretending,
Or is this race forever unending?

Enough, O life—I've had my share.
Tomorrow, I'll rise, if I still dare.