Late And Regret

It was then so early or now so late
Whatever the thing is, now I regret

I do dream in color
but why it looks so blur
Thing isn't in my grip
even when actually it is so near

It is my wish to sleep and never wake up
None is there to catch me and no  plan I have got to back up

I now have no clear vision
And i'm same in all season
Everything is moving and changing
Actually why it is so... there is no reason

Some say it goes as per their desire
In front of it I stand as mere creature

Blame me then i may understand
Leave me then i can react
Tell me then i can realize
... What i'm dealing isn't dream but life

Hardship follows me, in this chasing game
I have got non neither to be safe with nor to blame.
...............