We all have little of it.

Very little.

And when we see someone more successful than us, we think we have wasted our life.

What if we tell ourselves: It is not the years gone by. It is the years still left.

We have time in the future.
We have the choice to use it to help us bloom.
Or the choice to choose it to let us go to trenches of gloom.

The past is gone. The future is yours. Just like your choice in the present.