On the winds of time I tried to flee,
into the past time did recede.
I thought of what my actions cost.
I looked in the mirror and I thought not,
of who I was but of whom I shall become,
for I cannot undo what's already been done.
I can, however, change my behavior,
fitting me and my endeavors,
and hopefully falling in the favor,
of those around me and the ones I love.
The time has come to reconstruct.