Wreck

Oh my. What did I get myself into?
I just became aware of a fact that made me feel so small, so insignificant, humble and frustrated, inspired and crushed at the same time. What is knowledge good for if it comes too late?! To have good intentions is a good start but not more. I want to turn back time so I could make better choices and keep an eye on every second of my life. Ignorant I am not but I know just enough to know what I know is not enough. Every comforting excuse I've ever had laughs at me now. Illusions feel good until you see them shattered to bits. 
You wouldn't want to be me right now.