The Problem

Poem about taking a chance which didn't turn out good.

There's a problem here that all can see.
There's a problem here because of me.

It won't work out for it's too late.
Some would say that it's just fate.

You gotta take some chances, right?
Step out of the shadows and into light.

But I should have left this chance behind--
And never touch one of its kind.

This problem is my fault in part,
Because you somehow stole my heart.