With sad thoughts of tomorrow


from past deeds left unchecked

I sit here and ponder

If my life will ever change

With the uncertainty of death

Sneaking in my brain

Tomorrow holds new wonders

But for me its always the same

Some dream about their future

While others dwell in the past

But neither are really different

When the end of time comes at last

So I sit here still thinking

If there's any future for me

I can hear the clock clicking

Counting down on my dreams

But when my time has come

What will I leave behind

Endless dreams of success

The reality of misery
I would want to live longer...