What is it about golden opportunities?

Wistful chances and unexpected sorrows;

But alas! It is only a shame

When you do not seize it with your empty bare hands.

It is only a shame when you're in the freefall

When you look around and see it shining

Like the North Star above your sorry soul.

It is only a shame when you're crying in your room,

Silver tears streaming down your stained cheeks.

It is only a shame when you try hard to ignore

The aftereffect of the grave mistake,

It is only a shame when you scream in agony,

And throw fits in your desolation spot.

It is only a shame when you stare doe-eyed

At your biggest what if and ask yourself-

What is it about golden opportunities?...