Where Would I Be Now? (Poetry)

It’s really a quite
pointless exercise
to wonder what would
have happened if I’d
been a little wise

earlier in life
when there was still time
to weigh up options
and the years had not
plunged into decline

left me stranded here
measuring the lack
of lasting success
wishing that somehow
there was a way back

and I could start fresh
have another go
with all this hindsight
but what’s the use of
knowing what I know?

Wandering that track
as rogue thoughts allow
had I headed off
down some route unmapped
where would I be now?