life as it goes by

The time you spend

trying to mend other times, when you have most probably left

mostly overtakes the times you have really lived

And yet every time you get a little time for your own

you just can not help mending the past in your mind;

although you know no such thing can ever happen

Or even worse

you try to mend a future

which is mostly not ever going to happen

Just tell me dear

how come that all through the time,

you never thought of living the time instead of just mending it?