All That I Might, a poem

Morning comes.
Here i lie,
To myself,
About my day.

I'll get things done,
I have planned
To achieve,
What i may.

But I'm pretty clear,
With honesty,
I won't do
All that i plan.

I'll end my day,
Wishing hard
That i had
Taken command.

Perhaps i will
Pretend to
Go back in time
And do it right.

Start again 
Right now, here,
Get up. Achieve
All that I might.