I can’t help but think at night
Of that which never was, but might.

I’ve faced the demons deep inside
And found the answers that they hide.
But if I’d known it all back then,
Just think how much it could’ve changed…

It took so long to find the way
That most are trailing every day,
And now they seem so far ahead.
I miss the past I’ve never had,
Where all I took so long to see
Were always clear, and I’d be free.

How can I catch up with the rest?
How can I make up for the past?
Is it too late to change my fate?
Have I missed the train of luck?
Has life gone by while I was stuck?

– Lady Scarecrow