Though

I thought it would be different

This time,

I'm too late to notice

It's all the same.

Happening

Over and over

A neverending cycle

That never ends

The way I always wished 

It would.

Maybe

I should stop trying...

To make things work out

Maybe

I should stop trying...

To do what others want

Me to do

When it's not

What I want to do.

All to late

To see it all

Slipping Away.