Possibly Endless Sorrows.

It was right infront of me but I didn't see.
It wasn't fully due to me but still it was me.
How was it so.
But it was so and il die if from it am not free.

I pray for a second chance, now that light has come and m able to see
The wonders and treasures which I thought were potential
The dreams and hopes of the desires which scorched.

Guilty feels my soul,Endless might be it's rivers
Only if I had seen earlier.
Only if I'll be allowed to see again.

And don't be much confused.
You're not meant to know what m saying in this post.