Maybe what is meant to be built
will be ruined;

and what is meant to start will

always end.

We are that. 

Maybes and what ifs –

Those are thumbtacks

scattered on our floor,

which we never dared

walk unto. 

We are that.

We stood in the sideways

watching our story died; 

instead of acting our roles,

we become our audience.

We are that.

Too afraid. To mess up.