Last Chance

Last chances come close
But what will come of them?

Day by day I feel more depressed
It becomes more real to myself

He does not know or care
Even if he knows, he would never dare
Ignorance is the answer

Why does life have to be hard?
I wish that I was dead and gone
Regrets and depressive moods make it worse

Not knowing anything about him
Is this risk worth it?