Too Late

it was doomed
it was dark
it hurts, but
I was insensitive

I feel the pain
but it was nothing
I thought it was okay
but it wasn't

I saw changes
but i was blind.
the clock turns clockwise;
and everything turns backwards

i was on the way;
but i was too late
I was hurt but i was insensitive
I feel pain but still insensitive.

I let myself blind, as
I stop the clock, and
I turned away from my road;
and let my heart crushed for idiocy.