Future
Do you ever wonder what your future is?
How it's going to turn out?
What awaits you?
How you look and how act?
Who you marry or if you get married?
Well I do.
I think about my future all the time.
What awaits me.
Would my life be flowers and blue skies
or fires and dark clouds?
Well I guess it depends on me.
It's up to me how my future turns out.
Better make the best out of it,
cause you'll never know what will happen.
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