You

You postpone a lot...
Wacky songs, you never end up putting music to.

Started notebooks, for the feeling of it, never going nowhere,
other than the sensuous touch of ink on virgin paper,
You postpone a lot...

Until one day, looking through the kitchen window
gulping breakfast, out of the blue,
it dawns on you :
- Success, is accepting all your failures.

You postpone a lot...but today can be that day.