When you’re a child,

You believe it will take forever,

To grow into an adult,

With adventures far better.

But time is a trickster,

It manipulates you’re mind,

For once you’re grown up,

You’re fate has been signed.

Looking around you see people the same,

Wanting the house, the marriage, the kids, the game.

You want to go back,

When the days were so easy,

When you felt like forever,

Was so far away, so breezy.

Your time is still running,

No matter what you do,

Your mortality is your motivation,

For everything you do.

So when the day comes,

And you’re life is at an end,

Surrounded by your family and your friends,

Look back and be happy with everything you have achieved,

For life is shorter than we’re made to believe.