What Can Be Done Now?

What can be done now?
Who knows.
I'm lagging behind.
In what you may ask?
School. Love. Life.
I feel like the world has taken off,
and left me to tend to the weeds.
Has the world really left me?
Or have I simply benched myself,
waiting for a coach to tell me to play;
hopping that the cold metal bench I rest upon
doesn't fade into the distance
like the loved ones I once held dear.
Or do I still hold them dear?
Time may tell...
but then again, it may not.
Will the time come that I must make my own decisions?
Am I really the only one who can let them go?
Who knows.
Maybe I'm simply lagging behind.
The world has left me to the weeds.
But I guarantee those weeds will one day be beautiful.